place your fingers upon my bindings and as though in Braille trace my worn and reread covers as your
place your fingers upon my bindings and as though in Brailletrace my worn and reread covers as your hands take me from the shelf, placingme on your lap turn each page….smell the scent of wellwritten and meaningful words…and as you do.. think of her, rememberher…imagine she is reading over you as her gentle hands lean into yourshoulders….smell her skin…hear her whisper the passages back to you… specialwomen, special men come in to our lives not always a multitude of times…it maybe just this once, this incredible gift given to you both……keep her close toyour heart ….for you will always be inside her soul… kღ… ©k2017 -- source link