a casual affair of a summer, fair
the gardens we strolled were in fragrance
denim & lace, & the blush on your face
we were caught in the net of romance
...
a single rose on a rosebush, in this barren land
what keeps you alive?
strength of will, a guardian angel, & love’s own dream
for which you survive.
...
“I want to do things so wild with you that I
don’t know how to say them.” Anais Nin
(she doesn’t know I watch her,
when she writes)
...
Blue Denim Rose
a casual affair of a summer, fair
the gardens we strolled were in fragrance
denim & lace, & the blush on your face
we were caught in the net of romance
so the flames were ignited & the lovers delighted
we harnessed the moon for a ride
we were wild & swift. we let our hearts drift
unaware that the moon has a dark side
our passions were wed
in a looking glass bed
& we dreamt of forever & a day
but summer skies end
& the cold rains descend
the storm swept the roses away