A Garnished Picnic in an English Meadow
Redolent of a Bates' summer, When in tandem to whirring harvester Lydia pawed her lover's back In a frenzy the sun couldn't temper! The stems of wheat swayed In perfect symbiosis to sighs of need'...
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Paul, these two lovers are as relaxed as those I wrote of who sighed, "Darling, kiss each toe, till I glow." There was more about knowing the right time to sow a seed and other delightful adventures....
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What a sexy romantic piece here Paul... Great job on this one!!
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Hi Paul! what a fun and exciting read! it's really hot! hugs!
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Hi Sylvia,The theme that inspired this poem was H E Bates Book 'Love for Lydia'. The story was nased in the 1930s nwgen illicit love was very much taboo. He also wrote the Darling Buds of May (Title...
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Hi Twilight,Thanks for your lovely words. As I mentioned, this was inspired by the works of H E Bates. I first read 'Love For Lydia' when I was 10. I didn't really understand it, but in way had a...
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Hi Sharon,Illicit liasons are what all good dramas are about, and it's one most of us can relate to! Even im my fantasies, I will never aspre to James Bond. Cassanove? I have a sporting chance...
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Hi Paul, This is such a favorite poem I have to visit it now and again. I love it. Sylvia
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