- Erotic Poetry
- The Hairs On Her Arm
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We sat hand-in-hand on the grass
Listening and watching the music.
The sun set: the darkness came.
The stage was lit; music played on.
Colder, she climbed on my lap,
Wrapped slim arms around me.
We kissed, only a brief touch,
But her arms still enclosed.
By the flickering lights I saw
Tiny hairs on her arm
Barely moving in the breeze
Blonde, soft as her body.
That was long ago, another time.
We moved apart, married others,
Had careers, hurts and joys,
Have children, grandchildren.
Those tiny hairs on her arm
Still evoke a forgotten love,
Warm my heart without regret,
A memory of an ancient time.
- COMMENTS
JBEdwardsover 4 years agoI appreciate the elegant way you have captured the bittersweet call of memory of lost loves gone by.
