Let’s Not Forget …

“I believe,” she whispered –

Turning, smiling, naked as love

And saints-be-tempted desirable –

“That we are all free to believe

What we want to believe,”

The words of an earlier wiser fool.

Her voice is filled with

November-smoke warmth,

Saved-summer-honey sweetness.

“But we both know, don’t we,

That when the delight-filled education-explorations

Of seduction-seduction seductions

Have passed;

When consummation’s  firework-glorious games

Are familiar as history,

That the road between winters

Will still be there – beyond the curtains and doors

We thought were finally closed –

Waiting patiently for us … so,

Just sayin’, let’s not forget

Where we left our boots eh?”


3 thoughts on “Let’s Not Forget …

  1. Love the line, “her voice is filled with November smoke love…”

  2. Err…rather warmth…

  3. beeseeker says:

    “November smoke love”
    now that’s a whole different kettle of beans.
    Thanks for the comment(s); I am sitting here smiling; glad you enjoyed the piece.

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