Whew! You were right...this is HOT summer love. LOVE IT! Its so hot the poet lost his rhyme and moved straight into free verse...peeking through the screens, the steaming night would last forever.....for your movement was poetry...taking me ever sweetly....
Sometimes its fun to just roll with it...the passion, the pain, the anger...this is pure raw emotion evoking the memory of passionate, all encompassing love...no regret, nothing broken...its all in the moment.
Thanks for sharing this one too Barry! Your love poems have range!
One last comment though...your title...You put in the word Lost...there's that wistful downward stroke again. Oh well..... :) Maybe you'll find it again...maybe someone will.
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Whew! You were right...this is HOT summer love. LOVE IT! Its so hot the poet lost his rhyme and moved straight into free verse...peeking through the screens, the steaming night would last forever.....for your movement was poetry...taking me ever sweetly.... Sometimes its fun to just roll with it...the passion, the pain, the anger...this is pure raw emotion evoking the memory of passionate, all encompassing love...no regret, nothing broken...its all in the moment. Thanks for sharing this one too Barry! Your love poems have range!
One last comment though...your title...You put in the word Lost...there's that wistful downward stroke again. Oh well..... :) Maybe you'll find it again...maybe someone will.
You know I am working from memory. At least I haven't lost that. lol