John Jones Poet Free verse

Desire

Dreaming of you 
and the deep velvet blue
of that sacred night
when stars danced
and you entranced me
with utter delight
as we sipped Belinis
and a jazz quartet
floated tunes across
the misted waters of
a deep, silent lake.

Dreaming of you
and that thing that you do
when you swing your shoe
on the end of your toes
and your wrinkled nose
looked so cute as you 
sipped your morning coffee
in the sun that poured down
on the Boulevard in old Montmartre.

Dreaming of you
when we were wet through
getting caught in the rain
and you said, 'again!'
as we splashed in puddles
and huddled for cuddles
before drying off
in the Bahnhof cafe
with Münchener Freiheit 
'Keeping The Dream Alive'

Dreaming of you
on that last day
when you turned 
and slowly walked away,
we were both struck mute
with nothing to say.
The day had begun
like any other
but love so intense
began to smother
and we knew in an instant
that what we had 
was gone.

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