Tilly's there
by the pond
(her half day
off of work)
I meet her
in between
my work shifts
and we sit
watching ducks
on the pond
afternoon sun
shining down
on our heads
won't your mum
wonder where
you have gone?
I ask her
I'll just say
I helped do
stocktaking
she replied
I eyed her
sitting there
on the grass
we first made
love back there
behind us
I tell her
yes we did
and she smiles
looking back
in the woods
and Mum said
about mud
on my dress
and I said
that I slipped
by the pond
hoping she
didn't see
my hot flush
and grass stains
on my blouse
and did she?
I ask her
I don't know
what she thought
or she saw
but I was
sexually
all aglow.
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