A BLESSED SOUL WITH PARDON
A gentle day a few clouds in May
I was kneeling amongst my Roses
From next door a smile and more
She said hello in very striking poses..
I asked if she'd get me my little fork
She bent handing it then to me
And there right before my eyes
A sight to give any soul some glee..
She noticed my looking bent lower
And one needed no imagination true
Asking was I home alone softly so
I said yes all but for yours truly
Saying like a coffee her reply lets go..
Made herself right at home inside
Leaning on lounge love your home
May I use your bathroom for a bit
Coming back half tucking shirt alone..
She said I always liked older men
So gentle in everything they do
Undoing a few buttons a little more
Hope she said I'm not keeping you..
I said nope my days belong to me
As well as often do many a night
Could I have yet another coffee
Removing bra I almost died of fright..
My god she was as perfect as could be
Moving a little closer to me just then
Took my hand guiding it to herself
I thought been awhile since back when..
I soon gave up the idea of gardening
Thinking it was almost done anyway
One thing tends to lead to another
It end up a very pleasant kind of day..
( All respect poetic licence allows
a poem written . It's not a
terrence michael sutton
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