My Best Friend

I've been thinking a lot about my best friend today. She's the woman in my pics. I got her started with nudism on her 42nd birthday this year! Once she tried it, I think she liked it better than I do! I'm really lucky to have her in my life, though. We've known each other since college. (25 years ago) And we've had a very Harry Met Sally relationship. Fate always brings us together. She's that someone in my life I can tell anything to, say anything to, and she doesn't get shocked or mad, she just understands. And the way she smiles and flirts, well, just know that you would love her too! Truth be told, I would marry her if I had the chance, but I don't, so we will be the best of friends. More than friends, less than lovers, always there.So that's a little about my best friend, and here is a poem about her: You are the gentle breath That almost imperceptibly Brushes across the sleeping Embers of my heart Warming them just enough to keep the fire from dying Never stirring them to the Point of vain fire Yet the warmth — the glow The life that remains Waiting for another heart To warm and consume Is you