He knew exactly who I was .... Our story unfolds from there: A Love Song

September 1996

"Aloha," the male voice said over the phone.

"Hello!" I said with anticipation. 'It Dennis Magnusen? "

Yes

"I graduated from such and such a High School in 1965?" I asked.

"Yes," said the voice hesitatingly.

"This is Kathy"

"Oh, honey!"

He knew exactly who I was. Our story unfolds from there in a small window in time as we see the miracle of a second chance.

1964

When I was fifteen, I noticed atall, blond head in the crowd are not people of my high school. I would look for him during breaks or lunch, to see where he was and who he was. His 6'2 1 / 2 "frame with beautiful blue eyes and calm behavior rewarded my view from afar. It was usually with another girl or group of friends. I've seen and then felt my eyes and heart seeks from him since then. I was a very shy girl with no confidence who I was or my place in the club circuit and establishedThe friends around me. I was born with the spirit of art in me. It 'been my refuge and my best friend. My mother always told me I was cute. I never felt sure whether this was a good or a hindrance. I was and am still with green eyes blond Scandinavian decent. Scandinavians are still rather reserved Moody, that fits me well. I've never high school as a high point of my life, but an intervention may be underdeveloped in my psyche. I was playing hop scotch in my backyardafter school. My bed was full of doll clothes, I discovered the pleasure of combing and edit them. I was a young 15 with increasing pressure around me and a young woman.

The above is an excerpt from a book I'm writing because finding love my long over. Here is a song I found years ago, he wrote. I've always loved.

BTW, I'm looking for a publisher / agent .... what helps me in my story.

"In You"

a song:

1)
In you ... I had a vision of volatile
no reason story too close to de-
a dream, so weak
still waiting to start.

2)
In you ... sailing vessels behind your eyes
wrap the world or run time.
The color blue ... in you
takes a different color.

3)
And you ... escaped my understanding
I can not say
If all is lost I wish you well
another time
Where did stories in rhyme.

4)
In you ... I had a vision of volatile
in songs, notes,pedestrians
put an end to the stories
no longer claim
in you.