AND IN THESE DAYS 06-04-10

And in these days,
rain was expected every afternoon
and did not disappoint.
The rain offered nothing cool.

It brought no respite from the heat.
As the Sun re-appeared, we knew what to do...
We jumped and landed into the pool.
We skinny-dipped through the mid-afternoon.
Such a relief! I felt my heart begin to beat!
A cold beer put my shakes to sleep.
I begged my body for my love to begin.
And you were here, waiting, with me.
The rain washed everything to bright and new.
What a splendid love-filled afternoon.
We sat naked in the back yard,
as early evening set...at our table for two.

I read Anne Sexton aloud for you.
My voice, I knew, enraptured you
Rising after my exhaled words,
I watched my ******* captivate you.
I was delighted. And so were you.
And in these days we were together.
We became one, no longer two.
And as I drank whiskey and water,
You drank your sweet iced tea…

The smell of my clove cigarette
became the nostalgic reminder.

A lasting memory...of these days…

(© Written by sjhunt-bloodworth 06-04-10)