I remember well the early autumn afternoon <br />When did we arrange our time under an early fall moon <br />Flirting with danger, conjuring lust <br />Making our plans, abandoning trust <br />Until at last we came as one to a place of our own <br />Where at last we shared our private gifts no others known <br />What started then lives on today in a summer’s June <br />I remember well that early autumn afternoon <br /> <br />I remember a fireplace in a January night <br />Sitting beside you, sipping wine in the dancing light <br />Flickering shadows, building desire <br />Touching your skin, feeling the fire <br />And then we retired to the place where we shared a bed <br />I nuzzled you close, skin to skin, thoughts of you filling my head <br />Afterwards, love’s afterglow when I switched off the light <br />I remember what started by the fire on a January night<br /><br />DAVID TERRY<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-remember-153/
