FULL MOON 1973A Poem by Terry CollettMAN AND WOMAN IN 1973Mahler's 1st symphony Miss Pinkie puts it on her Hi-fi brings me scotch and herself and we sit on her couch the white one cool leather and she says what you think here or bed? The scotch warms Mahler soothes me within where you like I reply she sips scotch her blue eyes gaze at me her fingers unbutton trouser flies by instinct stirring up my fellow from slumber it's good scotch I tell her sipping more sensing her fingers there what about on the floor? I ask her on that rug Mahler plays unaware slow music scotch all gone if you want Miss Pinkie says to me she prepares undresses as do I and I note looking up a full moon in the sky. © 2015 Terry Collett |
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Added on July 8, 2015 Last Updated on July 8, 2015 AuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more.. |

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