And Still

My wish for each of you, a blissful summer’s fling. It is just the thing for the contently married to rediscover each other and if you are single... well there is nothing quite as affirming as long lazy days spent uncovering sweet surrender.

Lord Frederick Leighton's Girl in Green

It had been tidy our little war

Compelled by sweet arrest we in spite pending tragedy went forth as Capulet and Montague

Unwilling to surrender to romantic ever-after we sharpened our blades in anticipation of epic end

Still we had been typical

Yielding in the waning hours as strangers full of fear

Allowing jealousy dressed as vengeance to take hold what was left of fond feeling and a near amiable break

Even here we had been as the others

Bending to loneniess giving into flesh time and again

Tormented by primal longing succumb to the weakness with glutton’s appetite

I measure now our little catastrophe as success for we at least had been civil in our carnage

All of it done in private

 under the covers

in one afternoon

My love my care,

Simone