That Earlier Time

As does the clinging vine,
You clung to me...
Like a vintage wine,
You intoxicated me...
Like time eternal,
Thoughts of you remind
Me of an earlier time,
A fresh cool Spring breeze by Seneca Lake. Sensations erupting as passions quake.. Of how you caused my heart to sing. And of the joy that you did bring. Your tenderness I miss.
Your most special kiss. Now, I can only reminisce... That earlier time

By
Habib Abu Lateef
©2022



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That Earlier Time