Velvet Heat Of The Sensual Sun Poem by Louise Tredoux

Left on a flight with his boss,
I miss him with a physical pain,
when we are together so much,
when there is a lot of touch, the
pain of separation is overwhelming,
I’m angry at everyone, what should I
do, on whom shall I vent my ire, what
to do about my desire, relationships
are a veritable quagmire of possessive
feelings and boiling emotions, how
could his boss take him away, all feels
wrong without him, I washed and ironed,
cooked and cleaned – and it seems as if
nothing had happened, I might as well have
been idle all day, why should I need him so
much, does Rudi feel the same way, does
it help when he sees new sights, does it
focus his mind on other things, or is he an
easy prey to temptation – as long as he
never taunts me with that, but I trust him
– if only he were here with me! I’m going
to the beach for a long swim, enjoy the
warmth of the sun, imagine his love
touching me through the caresses
of the velvet waves of the sea, his
fingers stroking me through the
delightful breeze, feeling the
warmth of his passionate lips
in the velvet heat of the
sensual sun….