Clearly a Vague Recollection
The way she wore that plain white
cotton sheet
was really kind of cool, and neat ..
A real turn on too
don’t you think, fresh from the bed
like that, and jeez ..
With all those ribbons in her hair
and an opal in
each lobe, of perfect shell like ears ..
She trailed
that makeshift shawl behind her
all but naked ..
And quite unashamed, with nothing
more to lose or fear,
or even hide, oh’ yes indeed, it was
then she turned
and said, come to me darling
smelling of time itself
old clocks and magnificent cathedrals ..
Yes come to me,
for it is time to listen, watch and learn ..
Since this, dear heart
is how it works when broken, and you
my lord shall surely
sleep safe, sound and well tonight ..
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Good write N. Should I meet her?! lol.
and why not Mr. O .. you never know, I believe she kinda quite likes playing with old things, 🙂
Great read Nev - had me pondering why the draped female who wanted her man smelling of time. Hhmm - though with no clue this feels like a Nev-kinda- dream woven with special threads of intrigue - - but after several reads I see a near-broken relationship on the way to be mended. Hope this detective work hits one or two nails tho' still in awe of your take on those clear but vague recollections............. x
You are so very good at this game our Fay .. but a gentleman, as you know, Neva tells 🙂 x
Brilliant!
'smelling of time itself'
Ahh' perfick as Pop Larkin would undoubtedly say ............N
This poetry was a mystery
From yearnings
To love
To thrill
To further emotions
Was it the confidence of the lady
Or the virtue of patience
When broken hearts could move with time
Truly lost in words dear Neville…
Thank you so very much for your unwavering support my friend .. it is truly appreciated more than words could tell .. Neville
Now, that is perfectly stated, A perfect love story. BTW the sci fi book is out, you can read more on my latest post.
Thank you for both the much appreciated visit and corresponding update, I shall go check immediately 🙂
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