Viv Wigley Poet Fibonacci

Dust Off a Memory

You
                                         me
                                       silent
                                      caravan
                       our breath danced in clouds
                  scent of white linen mixed with soap
            two closing silhouettes on orange floral curtains
velvet textures brush away nervousness gnawing with the hunger of
                                those first kisses



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Afzal Nusker November 13, 2017 at 10:48 PM Simply breathtaking! Love this Fibonacci. Viv Wigley November 15, 2017 at 11:39 PM Thanks, Afzal, appreciate the visit. Regards, Viv

Jean Murray October 31, 2017 at 6:41 PM You've let us look through the crack where the curtains didn't quite meet.....

Arthur Vaso October 29, 2017 at 11:12 AM AH first loves are great memories! Viv Wigley October 29, 2017 at 11:58 PM Indeedy, Arthur, I was smitten. Thanks for dropping by. Regards, Viv

Kim Rodrigues October 29, 2017 at 5:28 AM So lovely! Feel like I am there. Viv Wigley October 29, 2017 at 11:58 PM It was a very cold morning, Kim. We were due to go on a day trip that got cancelled literally at the last minute. My girlfriend's parents had a caravan in their farmyard :)