- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Senses
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Breathing in the cold air from the sea
The salty scent tickles the back of my throat
Bringing back memories of summer and sun
Umbrellas brightly coloured line up
Like soldiers on parade
The sun hot and heavy on the sand
Cooling now as winter comes
I close my eyes and remember the
lemonade that you made
the sharp, bright scent of lemons
squeezed to make the drink we loved
Our heartbeats loud in our ears
As my cheek rests on the rough wool
of your favourite sweater
Your arms around me, hold me close
as your warm breath stirs my hair
- COMMENTS
Satyr6114 days agoReminds me of when I was a kid living in Santa Monica, California. Thanks for the sweet memories you reminded of. I love this.
