I Like Your Decor
I designed houses including furniture, like that -
just in case, because the owners may fill it with crap,
of course, there were glitches associated with riches,
but no problems, no flying geese on the wall.
No gnomes in the garden, no plastic windmills,
no gas barbecues, a bad reminder for the Jews,
we don't want minimalist, otherwise nothing at all,
but no curtains, rather an organic free-for-all.
They made love in the bathroom, bedroom and hall,
on the terrace, even and oddly over a sloping wall;
all those places had been on my computer screen,
now they were christened - like a film in-between.
I gave them my soul, Chopin's music in the trees,
made a prescence for them - one of life's mysteries.
Copyright © Terry Reeves | Year Posted 2019
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