Two Weeks in July

.................. a kind of love song, intended as a poem

Two Weeks in July

 

It’s like talking to a brick wall

He said

But there was far mortar her

And life

Than she would ever let on ..

 

Then they laughed

And

She gave him those two weeks

In July

………………………Sheer abandon

 

The colours

Gold and blue

The craziness of it all and shared

 

The loving still

So very well remembered

Now saved in a vault of recollection 

 

Well shared they were and true

And crazy strong, then August hit

And she was gone…. 

 

Later, he would find her trowel

Placed it seems, behind a pillow

Maybe

……………. To collect another day

 

No one knows precisely when

It dawned on him

Cement exactly what she said

When they first met

 

Whether two weeks or a fortnight

We are talking

Fourteen days and nights no more

Love me but never fall in love with me

 

I am just passing through, she said ..

 

 

Author's Note

.. although near perfect, on reflection, nothing but rubble....

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Aw how lovely, a passing butterfly. Fleeting but so well remembered, and then I looked at your author's note and the word rubble was mentioned. I love the play on words here, and your layout is quite different from usual. Maybe because it is a longer write. Life is full of these kind of moments. Some remembered with great affection, others not so. That must have been quite some fortnight before she left you in the lurch nursing your hurts eh? Up there with your best my friend. Flings aint what they used to be.

Chris

[Neville]

No they aint our Chris tis true... and while we are at it.. well wot I mean is while here write now, I gotta say a whopping big TA for posting such an encouraging response to my latest scribble..

Neville :)

[Chris Shaw]

My pleasure Neville :)

[John the Baptist]

Well, of course, aren't we all? Just passing through, I mean. Wouldn't it be great to have one of these every summer? But my wife would never go for it. No sense of humor, that one.

[Neville]

Cheers John, I know exactly wot ya mean mate.. maybe yours n mine should form a cult or summat :)

[AJNJ]

I totally subscribe to this, sir. Love need not be of a specified duration to be memorable. I believe in those feelting, transient moments. Sometimes, that's just what makes love so special. The way you wrote this made it all the more relatable. Just great!

[Neville]

Can't thank you enough mate.. always so very much appreciated..

Neville

[AJNJ]

Always my pleasure dear friend :)

[Lorry]

Mortar her, cement she meant... These little nuggets show a fond smile of remembrance as your words end, sighing gently at the acceptance of having a best before date clearly shown on the label, and who knows if that was what added to the enjoyment of the experience that led to that smile on recall.
Leaves the reader thinking of those holiday romances that make you fall in love with Sweden... I mean countries, where the dark haired beauty stood out amongst the blonde locks like a beacon... I mean where the ladies make full use of your vacation and their staycation.
Just dont crash her skidoo into a tree stump and muck up her suspension and then use the excuse that it's never happened before and must be the vodkas fault 😀
Ahh, sigh, etc.
Sorry, just remembering something completely unrelated, whilst wondering if it's too late to give someone a call.
As I said mate, the sighs have it 😀

[Neville]

You just made me morn sir, so ya did (get it) .. Cheers Lorry .. and I do mean that mate... Gotta dash in a bit.. we got a plane to catch :)

[Lorry]

Enjoy. By the time you get back, the wuarantine rules will have probably changed fourteen times 😀

[Neville]

I shall keep me I's peeled .. it was really only her indoors that wanted to get away 😀

[Ana Papaya]

It has the heat of a summer fling that left memories seared across a lovers heart.
I miss summer flings. It's like getting the best of love before it cools. Nice one and well placed word choices.

[Neville]

How can I thank thee..

Hey, how's this for a chat up line... You got the cutest orange door I seen in a long time honey :)

[Ana Papaya]

Lol!!! Thanks, you should see me when I drive around topless. :)

[Neville]

yes I should.. can ya wave as you pass by and make it a Tuesday or a Thursday afternoon after three when the missus goes to bingo..
:)

[Ana Papaya]

As long as it doesn't rain!

[Neville]

give us a ring before ya set off :)