Bellingen Poets in Nimbin 2010

Bellingen Poets in Nimbin 2010
Taking Home The World Cup!!!

Monday, May 31, 2010


© Copyright Lyn Thiry, 2007

Day saw Evening approaching.
She began to flush pink,
remembering their last encounter.

Sometimes he would swamp her lustfully.
No matter how hot she had been,
she always disappeared willingly into his arms.

This time he approached slowly, seductively.
Holding her close,
whispering into her ear, teasing her,
alluding to the family jewels,
sparkling and unattainable.

She didn’t mind.
She knew her role as mistress,
understood she could never wear starlight.

They had been lovers forever.
Like most old lovers
they knew how to please each other.

He never lied to her.
It was always as he promised.
She could wake up, dress as she chose,
do whatever pleased her.
He would always return.

Eyes opening wider she smiled,
beamed rather; casting her light
further into the morning.
Only the smallest hint of him remained
as she turned her head to the east.

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