I guess
It was
a Monica Lewinksy
moment
as you came
all over me
in a way that
I didn’t want to forget
so yes
I kept the dress
refusing to dry-clean it.
It swung
brazenly upon its hanger
greeting me
each morning
with its sashay & sway.
It always made me
smile.
Its little starburst
(almost imperceptible now)
but clear
in my mind’s eye
& that’s why
my darling
love
although you don’t smoke
I have bought you
this here cigar
for you to do
what you will with
as history
repeats itself
& I come
into your arms
once again.
This here guy like how you write and why. You deserve a cigar! Congratulations...it's..a poem! Doing a Monica eh? I guess it's one way of keeping down your drycleaning bill. What's the name of your local cleaners...Clintons? love Donall Donall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh my! Hope you enjoy the cigar as much as D. LOL. Fx