Those Splendid Thursdays Poem by Rizu Sekh

Do you remember those Thursdays?
Those evening of the darling winter,
The setting sun and it's crimson rays,
That shy moon marking the end of the day!

Do you remember that crowdy street?
Where I have been waiting for you,
Being soaked in the delicious sun
Of the exquisitely mysterious twilight.

Do you remember that smile?
That came on both of our face.
And that quiet short walk,
To undercover our shyness.

Oh! I do remember the blush on your face,
Reddening of those soft bright cheeks,
And a shiver all over that slender body
With the commencement of my touch.

My hands locked in your hands,
Your head resting on my shoulder,
As we watch the mighty sun
Making love with his beloved cloud.

As the old river glideth by,
I cuddled you more tight;
And you cutched me until
Your body smelt like me!

And soon the parting time arrives,
And we start walking the street,
With our heart full of butterflies,
Wishing the time to stop for a while.

Then a final smile and a final touch
And a last kiss for that day,
We badded a bye to each other,
With a hope of another splendid Thursday!