One word at a time

I loved that table in corner

Where we met those rainy days

It was lit up by a lovers’ painting -

They picnicked on a patchwork quilt

While lavender bushes speculated

Which delectable snack

He’ll squeeze through

Her waiting lips next.

Now, when I meet

With my laptop, there -

I cannot call it ours anymore;

I step into that picture

And imagine your rollercoaster giggle

When I slam dunk

A strawberry into

The scrumptious hoop

Of your lips

I'm writing our story,

Each stinging twist

And damning delight 

And I know, one day

You’ll know, it was me

Telling the world of our love

On our picnic blanket

Where I undressed you

One word at a time.

Reviews

[Nisreen]

Sweet
Oh my
So romantic
Finally romance has entered the building ❤️❤️❤️

[SleeplessVolcano]

Thank you for your kind words

[Adam]

Passionately and beautifully written