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Ode To A Long Lost Lover

I don’t know if you remember me, we met thirty years ago

And made love in my council house flat

I remember the day quite well

And although I’ve never mentioned it, I was totally under your spell

 

We met for lunch in Manchester

And later I took you home

It was raining outside if I remember

But inside it was a beautiful day

 

We slipped into bed so easy

And our bodies fit together so well

What happened to our clothes I can’t really say

Though they vanished without undue delay

 

The nearness of you was sweet scented heaven

The touch of your skin was paradise

You so completely enveloped my senses

That I had nothing in the way of defences

 

You told me later on

How you thought of all the women I’d had here before

And you imagined me chatting them up

And charming them into my arms, and more

 

I have to laugh when I think of it now

Because you were the very first

And I hadn’t the faintest idea what to do

Though everything followed naturally, on cue

 

Perhaps we weren’t meant to be together

That’s certainly the way it happened

Let’s enjoy our company when we get together

And not wonder what might have turned out

 

So you must remember me now, though we met thirty years ago

And made love in my council house flat

I remember the day quite well

And though I don’t like to mention it, I’m totally under your spell

loveLove lostloved

◄ Mum

Winter In My Soul ►

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Yvonne Brunton

Sun 20th Jan 2013 17:03

How delightful. The gentleness of the description had me under its spell too and the way you change the tense of that phrase in the last line brings us right back to the present full circle. So romantic I wanted to say Ahhh! I hope there was a happy ending. xx

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Dave Bradley

Sun 20th Jan 2013 12:49

I really like this Steve. There's an honesty and freshness about it. You seem to be still owning the young man you were and his optimism and sense of the newness of it all. Room for romance but not for cynicism despite seeing a lot of the world in the intervening years.

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