Poem -

Take Me Back

Take Me Back

Take Me Back

Do you remember 
when we were teens Darlin.
Call a strong sea wind 
to blow away the foggy hazy years.
I see us now clearly it’s us my love.
We are lay beneath the oak tree in the park.
That summer day when school had finished.
We are drinking cheap wine
right from the green bottle.
I am rolling a joint.
We get high and a little drunk
I unfasten your shirt
you kiss me deeply.
Wow I can still feel your heat.
You tell me I am beautiful
I say beautiful is for women.
We had sex in the wild outdoors
even in the earshot of home.
We were not friends back then
only lovers if you call lust love.
Look at us now we are all grown up
Our three children asleep in their beds
The nice house and cars.
You with your conservative
dress for success suit 
the complete modern mom.
I am sat reading gardens monthly.
Do you remember when it happened? 
getting grown up like this.
God darling 
I would give it all up 
for one crazy day when we were young.
your bra and panties on the floor next the bed.
The faint smell of our burning joint
in an ashtray next to the bed.
And us on it
like the two wild animals we once were

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