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Bagatelle no 2
Fold slow sweet chestnut
Your arms entwined
Mirror moon
Pull back the drapes
Have known you long since
Played conkers in your shade
We leaned your trunk
Wrapped round our coats
Looked down the lane,
Felt safe . . . .
It was ten and dark
No one cared.
The moon did not shine
Too bright, that night,
To make us blush.
Your arms entwined
Mirror moon
Pull back the drapes
Have known you long since
Played conkers in your shade
We leaned your trunk
Wrapped round our coats
Looked down the lane,
Felt safe . . . .
It was ten and dark
No one cared.
The moon did not shine
Too bright, that night,
To make us blush.
Published 4th Jul 2015
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11th Dec 2015 3:27pm
This was an interesting piece and a well set scene. I had to search out the meaning of "conkers" but it became clearer once I knew it. I interpret a manner of calm excitement here, and picture a secret "meeting" of lovers under the tree. Nicely penned. Thanks for this enlightening piece.
12th Dec 2015 11:12am
Thank you moe pleased you enjoyed the read just a simple story with a lot of meaning !
