Orange juice and softness, a gentle demise & a knowing smile in tonight’s darkening gloom.
Such is happiness!
Fireside candles glowing, flickering, playing besides this weary, well-worn body.
& I am happy!
Another night, another day, another secret for me to tell – & i know you like my secrets to be told – & so i tell.
That wicked, playful, guarded gate to the joyful garden of blissful death. How i laugh in amusement with the dreams i have had!
We spoke today. & we kissed. & she held my hand and squeezed it thoughtfully. Her eyes never leaving mine!
& though you can’t see my eyes smile right now, alight in strong flames do they glow…& sing…& dream.
& the background music plays again. for like desire, it burns in repetition & leads me in to a deep, dark, sweet joyful loss of mind!
& then to her.
In her slim summer dress she sings. She twirls and dances and skips and smiles.
& my mouth reacts in tortured insanity!
& her thighs! How I love those thighs!
Or at least i am teased by the sight of the skin that slides towards her provocative thighs! & i laugh!
& then her arms! – oh, tender, charming, playful, toned controllers of my mind!
ah…& i sit here. & like a lunatic, I grin again! Wider! Brighter!
& with insane delusions, I dream of that dress each day, until in my mind, her warm soft skin reveals its touch to my mine & her sweet young face glimmers in innocent delight.
She smiles once more & she is gone.
& i am truly happy inside
For I have met her once before & loved her well.
& so I will again.
(c) Ed Simkins