It was time to cycle home
after spending a good part
of the day with Milka
and the latter part
with her family
(two of her brothers
had been ribbing her
about being with me
their old workmate)
we stood by the door
of the farmhouse
looking up
at the evening sky
at stars
and a quarter moon
the TV sounding
from the lounge
her mother's voice
moaning to one
of her sons
about something or other
good day
Milka said
it was
I said
nearly good caught
in bed together
and then you left
your ****** handkerchief
in my bed
and Mum nearly saw it
Milka said
staring at me
made it exciting though
I said gazing at her
standing in the frame
of the doorway
it wouldn't have been exciting
if she had found us at it
nor if she found
your handkerchief
with a B in the corner
in my bed
Milka said
guess not
I said
she stepped out
from the doorway
and closed the door
after her
she put her arms
around me
and kissed me on the lips
I sensed her lips on mine
and placed my arms
around her waist
my hands on her ****
what if she had found us
I said moving away
briefly from her lips
would she have been jealous?
no she would not
have been jealous
she would have slapped my ****
and God knows
what she'd have done to you
Milka said
her warm breath on me
her hands clutching me closer
just as well she didn't then
I said
we kissed again
then the door opened
behind us
and her father stood there
and said
say your goodnight
you and Benny
and best be off
it's getting late
yes you're right
I said
parting from Milka
and nodding a goodnight
to them both
by the doorway
the stars blinking
the quarter moon
looking on
bye
Milka said
and waved then
she went indoors
with her father
and the door closed
and I got on my bike
and peddled away
musing on us
in bed
and a splendid day.
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC
It was time to cycle home
after spending a good part
of the day with Milka
and the latter part
with her family
(two of her brothers
had been ribbing her
about being with me
their old workmate)
we stood by the door
of the farmhouse
looking up
at the evening sky
at stars
and a quarter moon
the TV sounding
from the lounge
her mother's voice
moaning to one
of her sons
about something or other
good day
Milka said
it was
I said
nearly good caught
in bed together
and then you left
your ****** handkerchief
in my bed
and Mum nearly saw it
Milka said
staring at me
made it exciting though
I said gazing at her
standing in the frame
of the doorway
it wouldn't have been exciting
if she had found us at it
nor if she found
your handkerchief
with a B in the corner
in my bed
Milka said
guess not
I said
she stepped out
from the doorway
and closed the door
after her
she put her arms
around me
and kissed me on the lips
I sensed her lips on mine
and placed my arms
around her waist
my hands on her ****
what if she had found us
I said moving away
briefly from her lips
would she have been jealous?
no she would not
have been jealous
she would have slapped my ****
and God knows
what she'd have done to you
Milka said
her warm breath on me
her hands clutching me closer
just as well she didn't then
I said
we kissed again
then the door opened
behind us
and her father stood there
and said
say your goodnight
you and Benny
and best be off
it's getting late
yes you're right
I said
parting from Milka
and nodding a goodnight
to them both
by the doorway
the stars blinking
the quarter moon
looking on
bye
Milka said
and waved then
she went indoors
with her father
and the door closed
and I got on my bike
and peddled away
musing on us
in bed
and a splendid day.
A BOY AND GIRL AND A SPLENDID DAY IN 1964.
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