Beyond the elm tree / PK99

Apr 15 02:07 UTC 1999

This things will I remember:
Sensations of love.
The sweetness of your perfume.
The taste of your skin, warm and comforting,
as you wrapped your arms around me.
The depth of your eyes,
and the smooth swell of your breast
beneath the cool silk
that brushed against me as we slept.
The musk of your sex upon my lips,
your moans, rising from a lilting whisper
to a crescendo of ecstacy
that echoed in the night.
The strength of your muscles,
your thighs clenched tight around my waist
as I thrust into you.

I close my eyes
and I remember,
and stroke your cold skin
as you decay beside me...
In the morning, I will bury you
out in the field, beyond the elm tree,
and find another to love.

response 2 of 4:

Apr 15 04:53 UTC 1999

Poignant, very poignant, as many of your poems are.  But I also thought 
this was especially so and noteworthy.

response 4 of 4:

Apr 15 21:08 UTC 1999

thanks, guys =}