She wafted in <br />Like a sea-breeze, <br />And made me feel <br />A little less than impossible <br />(To be with) . <br />Like a summers misty morning. <br />Too gentle <br />For any malice or forethought. <br />A time of easy beginnings, <br />Charmed losses. <br />Yet barely-heard sighs.<br /><br />Peter Vealey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-a-mis-nomer/
