Briefly
As briefly as her wine weary lids
They did flutter and close,
She slipped into bed minus all of her clothes …
The rest of course, is now history
Occasionally revisited tho, on cold winter nights
But a gentleman never tells …
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Author:
Neville (
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Ha - - methinks a gentleman merely half-tells in this brief poem - --
I am so glad you are on my side.... ha ha. cheers Fay...
A fine write Neville.
Thank you Orchidee....
That history will often be revisited as those wonderful memories will never leave you.
Andy
Bless ya and truly my fine feathered friend....
Neville
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