As I made to rest in the morning sun
I picked up your scent like a Fox
And it took me back to memory lane
The days when we laughed and played
The sneaky times in that brown suede mini shorts

How I marveled at your stupendous  beauty
Hidden in a mortal frame fit for Angel's
Those days I walked to Big Mama
I prolonged my calls to feel your breathe
It cost me shekels but I didn't mind
It meant nothing to what your sight presents

I wish I could say it all in a poem
Maybe I could do it in a song like Solomon
She was attractively tall and dignified
I looked to evenings to behold her presence
She was young, naive and a beauty to behold
How did we miss it?

She spread her wings and made to fly
I wish I could stop her to stay for a while
But she was ripe and ready to glide
So, I let her sail to a destination unknown
Bed undefiled, we kept our faith
Until she hid and peeped from her nets
Her bethrotal she kept in her Crest
A sign we loved each other but were not In love...