Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 39,174 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Comfort - Poem by Andy Brookes

a desolate night
while we with wishes wanted

the bed lies alone, abandoned,
and we two sit on Persian rugs,
drinking chocolate by the fire.

concupiscence, we are past that,
we gentle lovers.

it has taken a long climb,
this mountain.
it now that lies
deep in the chasms of our past.

so we drink chocolate by the fire
with no words just solace.

© Andrew,4 minutes ago

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2015

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