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Secret Afternoon…
September 16, 2014
Poetry Afternoon, Happiness, Love, Memories, Private, Promises, Secrets, Special Leave a comment
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Secret Afternoon…
Late Spring… A gentle warm day The afternoon spent lazing in the sun Sharing their passion Stolen moments… He had to leave… She must stay… lounging in the afterglow of what they shared Later… She collects her book… quilt… And… with sandals in hand walked barefoot to her car stopping to check where she had been quietly reading for any signs… any indications… of their secret meeting in the park before stealing away to that lovely… private… meadow… She smiled knowingly secretly… reliving the afternoon A deep breath Squaring her shoulders she resigned to go home prepare dinner as though nothing had changed © 2014 Annie Original Poetry Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love. As Ever, AnnieAfternoon Worship
January 13, 2014
Poetry Afternoon, Anticipation, Love, Relationships, Special, Worship 2 Comments
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Afternoon Worship
You surprise me at Noon Coming home for and unexpected lunch A quick sandwich and washing up So nice to have lunch together during the week “Would you like to take a piece of cake for an afternoon snack?” I asked lifting the cover of the cake stand. “No,” he said. “You are my afternoon snack,” he added with a wicked smile. “I took the afternoon off to give you some much deserved love in the afternoon,” he explained. “Unless…,” he continued. Stopping him in mid sentence with a lingering kiss… I lead him to our Sanctuary and… Afternoon Worship Copyright © 2014 Annie – Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
Afternoon… Remembered
November 13, 2013
Poetry Afternoon, Happiness, Joy, Longing, Love, Lust, Memories, Relationships, Shadows, Sunlight, Trust 20 Comments
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Afternoon…Remembered
Sunlight filters softly through the blinds Shadows dance across grey walls So much like that stolen afternoon… My mind goes back in time… My body remembers every touch… kiss.. movement… Every sensuous word And the very essence of you Love is for the young Memories of love for the young at heart and spirit Sent to chase away the old © 2013 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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