By AKA Galadrial
Date: 11 May 2000
Far Afield of Dreams
You made me blush
with the suggestion of uncovered toes,
though the grass was more lush
than any carpet
and in that instant
the thought of feeling it
against bare nekkid soles
was far more than tempting.
I put off those sandals
and dared not meet your eye
for the flush of pure pleasure
shot through me like a rainbow.
Yes, this was an old sensation
made new by your gentle regard
and whatever would you think
of a woman of my years
crowing with delight
at her suddenly joyful feet?
But you weren't done---no.
You pointed out the low lying mist
and the fire flies dancing inside it
like a Tolkien dream,
bade me breath the scent
of countless small flowers
drugging the senses,
and asked me to trust you
while i breathed it all in.
Then you put a taste on my tongue
that completed the circuit
and shot me back in time
to the boardwalk---the midway,
the surf crashing on the sand
and a kiss stolen
by the one
you would have gladly given it to for free
while one shooting star
blazed across your eyelids
to mark the moment
forever in a life's heart.
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