She was American
What she was doing in England
I do not know.
All I did know was
how beautiful she was
Her voice so soft .
Her hair perhaps too blonde
And her eyes too blue.
She had rented my sisters place
Outside of London
I did not know I got a bit ******.
at the pub up the road
And knocked on the door
in the wee hours
It was an isolated spot.
But she looked through the peephole.
And I told her I needed
the bathroom really badly
She let me in
and that was the moment.
When I tell in love with her.
She said you are very handsome
And sounded like
she was telling the truth.
I whispered you are so beautiful.
She placed her arms around me
The softness of her melted me.
Without exchanging names
she led me to her bed.
She told me she was getting over
Her relationship in LA
And I did not need to worry
that she would not haunt me.
She did not know she was already
In ownership of my lonely heart.
In the morning I left for the city.
She took my number
I thought it was the end.
Two days later she rang my doorbell.
My daughter opened it.
She was taken aback.
Is your mommy in she said.
Thinking I was a married guy.
The little girl said
Mommy’s in heaven
Can daddy help you.
She came in the house
I looked up from making
My kids dinner
She had a gentle look in her eyes
Did you miss me she said
I looked at my kids
And into her beautiful eyes.
Yes I whispered very much.
She said why did you
hide the children from me.
I try to keep them protected
From my life I answered.
Do you want that now?
No I answered.
What do you want?
I want you.
I whispered softly.
Do you get lonely she asked.
Yes
Are you lonely now.
Yes.

A year later
back in LA

The two kids
We’re playing with their new brother.
She looked at her Englishman
So gentle all the children loved him.
I love you daddy
The girls said
Not as much as I do
I said as I kissed him.
And he held me close
.to his gentle heart.