LOVERS
Here I lay with another,Feeling warm and slender.
Gently kissing forever tender,
Entwined as summer lovers.
I can smell the perfume,
In her sweet caress.
Her bosoms swelling,
With the look of loveliness.
As she sends my senses reeling ,
I can feel the freshness in the air.
The bird's themselves start singing,
Water meanders through the brook
without a care.
She smiles at me and asks questionable
Lovingly, "Where do we go from here."
I can still smell the freshness of that day,
Fifty years on our love for one another
has never gone away.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2024-07-04 at 00:01
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