Thursday, June 08, 2017

Poem for her 195

Dear Readers,

Walk through History

Slide over here babe let me tell you a story
The day was calm and the sun shining and your
Ankles were being held by me as I massaged them
You were relaxed then the story started
And a walk through history
The ice cold pop that I was licking on
Dripping flaming feathers to the ground
And the wide open passageway was there to see
The sun light hidden now with trees
I heard the fast breathing of an engine
Turned to full tilt as I pondered with words
How best to tell you the story
Of the build up and the flourish
And of the very intense climatic ending
But this was a walk through history
Of stories to come in a future telling.

Happy Birthday Babe,



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