First our mothers conspired and coerced me into writing a letter to a guy I'd never met. The letter got lost in Navy red tape for a while, but before they had a chance to push me to write again, your letter landed in my mailbox. The second trap was sprung when I read your meanderings and laughed out loud. I'd never received a letter that made me laugh out loud before, so what could I say when, sight unseen, you said we should go out the next time you got leave. What a smile you had! It crinkled your face from ear to ear, and you smiled a lot as we “got” each other's jokes. Once we kissed, there was no going back. The trap slammed tight. Like the song says, you made me love you, I didn't want to do it. But here we are, more than 45 years later, and I'm still caught in your tender trap, with no plans to plot an escape.
~Elise Skidmore ©2020