The Warmth of the Body
liked to feel your body your warm skin.
I liked your honey smell and your sweet breath
Why is such love considered now a sin?
Still Unforgiven when you met your death.
I think you preferred our little cats to me.
Still I liked to lie in bed with you
I like to sit at Aldeburgh by the sea.
Was our love too close like UHU
Remember how we got to dunwich beach
We found a piece of marble near the sea
A whole town drowned within the North Sea’s reach
And still I feel the lost cathedrals plea.
Remember when the fishing fleet went out
Just before the dawn there’s life about
Copyright © Mary Braithwaite | Year Posted 2022
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