It’s funny how
To bookish types
I certainly was once attracted
Whereas now I’m older
I’ve no time for the smoulder
And need something far less protracted
Timerous Beasties
When
I picture
my
youth
I see
you
and
me
Sitting
beneath
that old
oak tree
You
reading
a book
My
head
on your
shoulder
Both
of us
hoping
The
other
is
bolder
(Originally Posted 01.10.2020)