First Published 2008
Thoughts, creamily flowing
Adhesively cling
Around all the places
Discovered last Spring
Leafy-bowered woodland
Stippled with shade.
Secretly carpeting
The bed we had made.
Covering with rustling
Leaf-sounds, our new love
Modestly hidden
By branches above.
Tumble-down cottage
Deserted and worn
Bore witness to passion
Where before there was none.
Re-finding these places
Was sad, as it seems
They conjure up pleasure
Now only in dreams.
A Very Lovely and Wistful Read, Enjoyed Every Stanza for its Imagery and Sweet-Memories ... MoonBee