Looking Back Long, Hard and Slow
just a few recollections reflected upon ..
Even now, when I think back, long and hard and look close enough
I can still, just make out, each gentle rise and the
subsequent fall of those sun-kissed undulations of hers ..
As she did then shift, upon eventually waking, beneath each of
our cool off-white cotton sheets, those she acquired from
a stall on a market, in Egypt all those long, hot and crazy summers ago
Indeed, as welcome today, as was then, and as seemingly new
as seen through a handful of light, casually plucked from an otherwise
ploughed desert sky, as surely and true, as the love we once shared ..
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Comments
Oh my goodness gracious me Nev this had me welling up! Truly beautiful. Your love for her radiates through your memory and delicately plucked words. Her grace is etched with your attentiveness to never let go of her beauty and light. Which shines in copious amounts here my friend. Just stunning
Gwen x
Hey Gwen,
you just made my entire evening .. It is so good to have you back, if only for a little while my friend and true :)
Neville x
So glad I got to perk your day up my friend. Your work is always such a pleasure to read x
This is a beautiful, beautiful poem ...kind of sad in a far off, daydreaming, nostalgic kind of way. Great writing x
Like I just said, you are far too bloomin kind our Tina, bless you my friend x