Lee Forest was a dear friend of mine, one of the kindest ladies I
ever met, anwhere, anytime.
She's gone now, but I will never forget
her. This is a poem she wrote to a fellow named Jimmy Porter,
the love of her life.
I sleep next to a wolf.
We lie aware of one another's breathing.
It is important who wakens first in the morning.
© 1965
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