The woman in my arms was beautiful
She was stunning, seductive, and filled with a charming wit
We huddled under that blanket
Awaiting word of a fire so we could go warm by it
Her arm around me was a comfort
And when we leaned close I felt a happy warmth inside
It was tempting to turn and to kiss her
But I didn’t know, and so I let it just ride
Too soon the fire was ready
Too soon we cast away our cloak and gave up being one
But I always remember that weekend
Being with her like that was just fun
About Me
- Wings in the Night
- I am genderqueer. I like to write. I like fantasy. I like music. And I would love to be who I am.
2 comments:
Love the cadence on this one and the images and feelings it evokes.
Awesome!
Thanks. It looked different in MS-Word. Each stanza was three lines instead of four.
It's what I call a "might have been" poem.
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