IN
THE
MAR
GINS

all kidding
aside
I count
myself
as one
of the
most
fortunate
women in
the world

to be
loved by
someone
as sweet
kind
and good
to me as
he's been

and he
laughs
when
I joke
about
being an
old fart

when
others
say they
see us
as dashing
...and things
working out
(the sequel)...
as Rhet
and
Scarlett

yep, we'll be
Gone With
the Wind
SAILING!

in a way
I view
myself
in all
honestly
surgically
an ole
worn
Scar-a-lot

and I
truly
see him
as...and
(insert
sigh--
drama
tically)
call him
my big
H
A
N
D
S
O
M
E
man--he is

and he
tells me
I'm "hot"
pulls me
to
my feet

mental
camera
rolls
my best
(a)side

kisses me
p
a
s
s
i
o
n
a
t
e
l
y!!!!!!!!
just like
Rhet did

(case solved
the Butler
did it !!)
there we go
always
laughing
at our own
foolishness
and
happiness

and with
THAT KISS
I DO
become
his
darling
desirable
Scarlett

romancing
too much
a game?
I think
Not

sweet
mur
mur
rings
take us
from the
ordinary
to
Camelot

I've
thought
about it
a lot...
and I'm
glad
for what
we've got

forgive me
sweety...
again
for the
shameless
scribbling
in the
margins
of your
favorite
recipe
for
prunes
and
apricots
for
old farts:)

(c) 2004
Rennie
Lorca