Freckles

Neville

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 ….

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 10th, 2020 03:45
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    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?!

    • Neville



      You are a silly sausage orchidee ... 🙂

    • Fay Slimm.

      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..............

      • Neville


        Hey.... another win win dear Fay..... Many thank you's to you ..

        .................................. N 🙂

      • L. B. Mek

        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

        • Neville



          Too kind you are and truly true... But one things for sure.. I thank you 🙂

        • dusk arising

          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".

          • Neville


            .... 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

          • Goldfinch60

            Beautiful memories of and obviously beautiful lady.

            Andy

            • Neville


              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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