After the Winter

After the Winter

After the winter
On an afternoon
in the park
we lay beneath
the stand of trees
I made you smile
amoung the leaves
I kissed you and
touched your hair
it began to rain
but sheltered there
beneath the trees
we rode the storm
on reaching home
and just inside
I removed your dress
and you my clothes
to hold you close
I touched you then
I made you smile
and you the same
for all the good things
that love can mean
you were real
I felt your wetness
I stroked your hair.
you are my flower
amoungst the leaves.

After the Pub

After the Pub

If I could time travel
and do it again
at the very least
I would warn myself.
Take those steps two at a time
where I first asked her
for a date.

Stop I would scream at myself,
you are too stupid
naive…
she will tear you apart
there are evils and dispair
 I knew that night she slept with
a football player even after she smiled
and gave me her phone
number on a scrap of paper.

Call me she said
as she tried to get rid of me.

She betrayed before we started.

Forbidden City China

April 13, 2013

Beijing

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village life in China