Never.

Never.

My dearest faraway lover,

forget me not,

but do as I and pepper the

parting with 

spiced-up memories sweet

with stolen time.

Re-call those late morning 

smiles we two

shared after excitingly hot

fore-playing 

nights or the ticklish grins

we always had

when we lathered our skin, 

and the leaky

over-small bath we couldn't 

fit in, remember

how we tried lying sideways

all bubble-wrapped ?

Re-live laughs we had with 

my one-finger

piano playing of musicals

for which we

wrote meaningless words

then tunelessly

sang them alarmingly loud

in disharmony.

Remember the unseasonal

and inclement

weather whenever we took

our walk, the

fun of us helter-skeltering 

to seek some

shelter, the old woodland

trees witnessed 

many an act of quick-strip 

afterwards 

when wet warmed again a

dual desire 

as damp skin fired dry-leaf 

in that month

of strange bedding under a

nom-de-plume in

secretive hide-away rooms.

Playfully carefree 

that special us-time has left

behind indelible 

days which reduce the miles.

Love was made 

then sun-scorchingly hot no 

two were closer,

so forget me not lover, for I 

never will you

Reviews

[Neville]

you may probably never know just how much I enjoyed this poem of yours dear lady Fay, nor could you possibly imagine the smile it is responsible for on my face :)

[Fay Slimm]

Glad it pleasured you Nev - - twas a long lota moons ago when that un was wrote......x