Those summers of you and me
two hot sun kissed summers
i felt so young with you
never before when i looked into my lovers eyes
had i seen that same lust for our lovemaking
coming right back at me
Summertime became our friend
the fields of wheat our lovenests
the smiles on each others faces held our secrets
the holding hands squeeze,
teasing, the daring, the love.
the daring quickie
rain on naked flesh
togetherness in crowded noisey places
how you clung to me
whenever you were uncertain
Coming home to you each day
was like winning the lottery.
Kissing you was perfection.
Loving you was everything.
Remembering you is pleasure.
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dusk arising (
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What a wonderful write! Such a pleasurable memory. Thanks for sharing! Got me in a nostalgic mood!
Nostalgia is good! erm... so long as you keep to the positives. Thanks for your comments, greatly appreciated.
Ah what a lovely tender write - thanks for posting it.
Thank you ME. Ageing gives us a zest for reflection on those younger carefree days. Aaaaah where is she now? I actually met her 30 years later and we laughed again for a few hours. Thank you for commenting siir.
Wonderful loving write, it is good to see you back here again.
Thank you Goldfinch. I must try to write again more often. Many thoughts, many paths but difficult to resolve onto paper.
and just for the record, I could not read this without smiling.... Neville
I dare anyone to say they did not smile while reading these words... Neville
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