I google their names, the people I knew in my past — poets, painters, psychologists who kept my psyche stirred, my shadows swirling through radiant darkness; dancers who swept me across ballrooms and turned my nights starry, my limbs light and fair. Do they ever google me and remember?
I’ll bet they do, Elaine — you’re quite a lady!!!!
Oh, I’m sure they do.
I’ve wondered similar… Incidentally, I bet they do.