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
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