A Sweet Poem from Someone Who Once Loved Me

July 2

• For Paula
  
  
  
  Parked, a small sub-compact
  
  to the side of the dark byway.
  
  Parked, like teenagers two,
  
  Tho their twenties they’re well into;
  
  Destined in fact for their respective nestling homes.
  
  
  
  Parked in near-pure innocent delight,
  
  Though dawdling thru *the Darling Buds of May* - -
  
  Yes, Tulips too, but face is most to face.
  
  Peach fuze fine and yee-lashes of lace:
  
  to sate the scentifaction of the chaste.
  
  
  
  So alive and glowing,
  
  The reserve of the yearning,
  
  Love in taste blooms,
  
  Blush in face consumes.
  
  
  
  Ten + 20 + 50 minutes slow - -
  
  
  
  Could she sense my affection was
  
  Starved, that night so long ago?