Memories

 

                                         Memories

 

Memories of Silver Fox, fade, come, go,

reality, life’s journey only he would know,

subjects, sights, families, formidable lists,

loving partners, memorable trysts.

 

Wined, dined, rhythmical band, gala award,

ravishing beauty, red low-cut gown, pulse soared,

captivated, her hazel eyes, flowing raven hair,

mesmerized, mentally prepared to ensnare.

 

Music enticed us to rise tapping our feet,

embraced, glide, soon conspire to meet,

both enamoured, swiftly leave via exit door

near lift, spiral up to her penthouse, 18^th floor.

 

Scented candles, scintillating exotic,

stimulated, sensually, excitingly erotic.

 

 

Alan Pinkus                                                    alpinkuspoetry.blogspot.com