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Willow Ford. I love this woman deeply. This picture never fails2 make me catch my breath in intense feelings. We may not be 2gether 4ever, but our time has been the happiest 5 years of my life. Uh oh. I said has been.   Seriously I stare@ this photo every night. I enlarge it way big2 get even more intense. Rhonda is the sweetest thing I have ever known.  I will always love her. Even now in 2019 I still pine4 her. Red Faced shame that I lost her. Lost love is a real bitch. But this pic may well be my defining moment, the absolute happiest time of my life. We'll c. With this pic my arms are always around her. I say her name, breathless. Rhonda. She is moved off2 the soulless big city when all that should have mattered was pleasing me. Only I know  secrets of Willow searching. Reaching. Blind. Straining, madly dancing, serene.. Slender limbs, soft shoulders, sweet caresses and shelter from storm. .Only I am an island.

    She was my lucky charm. Hiking with her I looked down and found a blood stone transparent ceremonial arrow head. Canoeing with her on Strawberry River I looked down eating lunch and found an arrowhead. She had a roof that don't leak. When the rain is falling down. She was like rolling a seven. Every time I roll the dice...Each week of five years with her was like a seven game world series.