Site 117 –under
July’s starry skies
she had sheer
rapture in her eyes
as we shared mother
nature’s bounty
and just let our
cell phones vibrate on
without us, cause we
had far more. better
ways to make contact……
between each other.....
Campfire and guitar
graced me, the shaggy-
haired minstrel and
the beautiful lady
i was wooing
her smokey blue eyes
met my smouldering gaze
as she swayed
like a Gypsy
she was caught
up in the rapture
of our moments together.
All my frets blended
with the harmony
of two silihouettes
in the moonlight
our shadows casting
unspoken promise
to a waiting tent
unspoken promise
in a waiting tent.....yeah!!
We kissed
between songs
and i never played
as well again
for such an i
nterlude of bliss
lips stretching for
contact and melting together
amidst the sparks
that flew heavenward
from the fiery heat
of that campfire.
Eventually the
music faded
to the sounds of
syncopated desires
as we sought a
duet of love's
whispering sighs
while the fire
dwindled to a
soft, orange coal.
Two weeks of
summer romance
that turned the
paradise of
Black Moshannon
and its coal
bottomed lake
into hot embers
just east of its
white sand beaches
And though I never
saw her again
I will never, ever
forget her
she was far
more than just
a passing lover
in the night
she was magical.
i can still see her
Gypsy body
dancing
Entrancing,
Romancing,
my eyes my body,
my heart, my soul
until love took control
and showed us
that camping can
really be fun
in the middle
of nowhere
in the absence of sun.
we both found
sweet pleasure
sweet pleasures
Yeah...
On site # 117
under July's
starry skies
a little spot
in the world
that I will
never forget
i will never forget.......
These Fantastic Beats Composed &
Played by Outrun Beats -©-2023
Lyrics And Vocals Written & Sung by
Matthew F. Blowers III --©-2023at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Photo Credit to: unsplash.com
