Freckles
The fine gold necklace
She always wore on
Those foreign holidays
Never failed to catch
The sun
And seemed, it seemed
To throw back a smile
At almost everyone
With each shallow rise
And subsequent fall
Of those ever so lightly
Freckled breasts, of hers
Those she did keep hidden
By the way,
Neath flimsy cotton camisole
Though more recently
Sun kissed and even now,
Still fervently blushing ….
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Author:
Neville (
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Oops, she had freckles where the sun don't shine. Well, not quite that place.
If I met her, would I discover she had freckles? Ya never know! lol. And am I talking out of that place where the sun don't shine?!
You are a silly sausage orchidee ... 🙂
Ah - - big smiles for resurrecting those intimate freedoms of sunny yesterdays Nev. - your verse neatly freckled with memories allures and stretches this reader's momentary blush of such recollections too..............
Hey.... another win win dear Fay..... Many thank you's to you ..
.................................. N 🙂
wonderful, the last two stanzas are some of my favourite I have read on MPS,
quirky, full of jest and winking phrases, but also a respectful tone which adds a classy touch
Too kind you are and truly true... But one things for sure.. I thank you 🙂
There is something light hearted and youthful about frekkles regardless of a ladies age. The contrast of tanned and untanned borderline so arousing on intimate revelation.
Well..... works for me anyway!
Love the instant familiarity you place in your reader with these insightful snatches of what is so easily taken for granted. It's as if you pluck the fruit from the tree and say "hey, actually look at this will you".
.... I feel well and truly honoured DA.. thank you so much for this encouraging review comment which really does mean an awful lot to me ...
Neville
Beautiful memories of and obviously beautiful lady.
Andy
Good mane Andy, yes she was.. one of a kind and sadly no longer with us... I think you too know someone who fits the bill.. what would we do without memories eh.. Many thanks .
Neville
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