till next timeA Poem by Lydia Shuttera memory
snuck in through the radio while
i was looking in the rear view mirror waiting
at the red light sweetly i drink
in the words like wine feeling
them warm me dancing
with them behind the wheel do
you remember? it’s
the one we listened to till the needle scratched the album the
noose of memory tightens but
not around my neck - - around my waist where
your arm used to linger i can
almost feel your warm breath on that spot on my neck my
eyes shimmer with the sensual whimsy of it all even
now you bring me more than i hope for more
than i would dare ask for but
now the light is green goodbye
till next time…..
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