Dead Love

[Delta40]

On my back,
looking covertly over your shoulder
into the turbulent skies,
I hoped you couldn't see
my pinhole eyes
as your passion shuddered
for a second
before the rain came
thundering down.
I got tangled up in
my jeans
while you fled
to the nearest tree
and texted your friends.
I huddled at the other end
leaning against a headstone.
In Memory of Our Precious Mary Jenkins aged six
My heart was suddenly soaked in loss.
You lit up a smoke
and placed flowers at my feet.
I prayed God's Hand
would wash me clean
and cut away the ivy choking me.

[Delta40]

Bumpity bump!

[Jerrybaldy]

Do the bump! Do the buuummmmmp. By Kenny. Sometime in the seventies. :)

Glad you did, it deserves it.

A quickie in a graveyard, creating the perfect concoction of death and sex, with poetic self loathing. Atmospheric and visual, I can see her falling over her tangled jeans in the rain, shamed against a young girls gravestone whilst jack the lad (I am guessing teenage) texts his mate in the shelter of the tree. Its perfect Delta. Just perfect.

[Delta40]

I so hope I can meet you one day :cheers2:

[Bar22do]

Un peu de retenue, Delta. In the graveyard, really. But it's so well turned and weaved into ivy, that the Almighty herself marvels...