Peggy was my Aphrodite <br />And she was there, waiting for me. <br /> <br />She took my head in her lap <br />And she caressed my brow, <br />I felt as if I was becoming <br />One with a cloud... <br /> <br />Gently sinking into <br />That wonderful soft cloud, <br />Enveloped by warmth and Love, <br />Blessed and Caressed, allowed <br /> <br />To Rest, <br /> Merging with a Love that’s greater than me <br /> <br />Is it the River Lethe <br />Whose waters of forgetfulness <br />Are closing over me? <br /> <br />A return to Innocence, <br />I don’t even question why <br />I should so blessed be...<br /><br />Karl Stuart Kline<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/1-7-blessed-be/
