The silence between us hung
like the thick fog on a winter’s day
with little light, nor form of respite
to break the lull -
where do we go from here?
The bee
The bee that refused to be stung
by the venom of others
a formidable force
when provoked
that is her.
Your annual love affair
Sun-kissed sangrias
And amber coloured sunsets
A hazy-warm glow.
Sandy bodies embraced by oceans
And tanned skin caressed by salty air -
Yes, she is here: summer,
your annual love-affair.
Of form so fluid
The honey touch of skin
and soft lappings of lip
the warm caress of hands
with hair unravelled
and eyes creased,
the ebb and flow
of form so fluid.
?
Are you safe and sound
or safe and bound
to something you cannot
escape?
In 1992, 27 years ago
I still remember
Like yesterday
In 1992, 27 years ago
On our third date
I told your father
if we have children
they will be “very beautiful”
- a blended mix
of ivory and ebony.
based on a true story
And so, we said goodbye
And so, we said goodbye
to reap the better joys that would appear
and leave behind the troubled temptations
of the heart.
A sacrifice desired by none, desired by both
and so, we said goodbye.