In The Beginning
In the beginning
When everything was fine
When you were just another body
And I was but a liar
I must admit I much prefer
The mutual innocence we shared
On cathedral afternoons beside the river
Now punished by your absence
I must confess
I never realised my hand was quite that close
To your undress
Did I frighten you away
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Neville (
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Oh I hope not - lets think she was just a tad shy - she'll come back - sequel please.
thank you for visiting... N
Cathedral afternoons a heaven sent metaphor 1-0 Neville
There it is
BRAVO! Now that would have been ymy title
Hats off Neville
am delighted you liked my reference to cathedral afternoons Andrew and indeed for this most recent visit... cheers.. N
A fine write N. I might have swooned if she had stayed!
some things are just meant to be.. thank you orchidee.... Neville
Looking back with regret brings no closer those innocent Cathedral afternoons - lost but never forgotten eh Nev ?.......... another great read.
absolutely my friend.. many thank you's..... N
Another run through this romantic confessional leads me to believe that you, even back then would not frighten females ............ true those Cathedral by-ways have plenty of hideaways where innocence is tested - as I remember !! -- -
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Nicely written, agreed that cathedral afternoons is a beautiful metaphor!
thank you... Neville
Funny how the difference between "here" and "gone" can change our totality of existence, our perception of happiness.
Loved this remorseful recollection, so melancholy. - Phil A.
Absolutely, thank you Phil, much appreciated... Neville
I profess my ignorance of "cathedral afternoon". Couldn't find on google Please enlighten
I am delighted, otherwise I might have been forced to take out a law suite against someone or other for plagiarism... the term is meant to have a certain poetic value .. a metaphor ... but I am so glad you visited these words and showed such an interest in them.. that means a lot to me... thank you Suresh.............. N
Thanks for sharing NEVILLE ! A salutary tale for us Men about the Art of Courtship ! In my experience ~ over the last 20 years ~ every Lady is unique in terms of her past experience and pace & level of LIBIDO ! One has to rely on ones own experience and judgement ! If one makes a difinitive move too soon or too abrubtly (V 3) we pay the price of *rejection* which is painful ! I wish I knew @ 15 what I now know @ 35 I would have been spared some embarassment. Angela is 31 and we have an exceallent understanding of each others feelings ~ AMEN !
Blessing & Peace
Yours BRIAN & ANGELA 🧡🧡
I am more than happy to share.. but I hasten to remind you, amongst other things, I write poetry.. not all of which is in any way shape or form self disclosive.. if I wanted to always be taken literally, I would publish my autobiography.... and if I knew at 35 what I knew at 55 I would be a very wealthy man indeed.... Neville
Fine write of innocent afternoons of youth, it was all a learning curve and those experiences we have had cannot be taught.
thank you for considering my words Goldfinch60 and your wise words...
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