under the trees
stopping at the side of the road
taking a walk
long slopes cool breeze
how do you know this place?
oh I’ve stopped here for years
clear my head
sit & listen to the birds
& there just there I think
under the trees is where
I made love to her
but I cannot tell you that
for you that’s diseased
& I can feel ghosts
tugging soft at my sleeve
we sit for five minutes
that feel like hours
c’mon we got miles to do
thank you for stopping
she smiles it’s a nice place
I’m pleased
you’ve shared this with me
neilbenbow 