Buh4Bee
12-24-2021, 01:09 PM
Garden Visitor
Do you remember
when you'd visit me
in my garden?
You'd stop at the fence
take off your hat
and mop the sweat
off your brow.
We would talk
about the June
iris as the blue beards
would bounce about
your knees.
I'd invite you through
the gate to sit next
to me in my white chairs.
You'd take my book
out of my hands
make a witty remark
causing me to laugh.
I'd cut you flowers
for your husband
and you'd kiss my
hand before departing.
I'd blush watching you
stride back into the
world regretting
my weakness for a
married man
Do you remember
when you'd visit me
in my garden?
You'd stop at the fence
take off your hat
and mop the sweat
off your brow.
We would talk
about the June
iris as the blue beards
would bounce about
your knees.
I'd invite you through
the gate to sit next
to me in my white chairs.
You'd take my book
out of my hands
make a witty remark
causing me to laugh.
I'd cut you flowers
for your husband
and you'd kiss my
hand before departing.
I'd blush watching you
stride back into the
world regretting
my weakness for a
married man