by Jeff Olszewski
We stood together
Squinting at Saturn through the tube
Her voice once again resonating
With the beat of my heart
It had been months
She smelled so good
Not purfumey
Not false
But like life
The warm summer evening
With only enough light to marvel at her
Such big brown eyes
Such perfect dainty wrists
Saturn had nothing on her
I wanted to tell her
But others were close
Who cared about us each
Venus will be around someday soon
Maybe then I thought
How appropriate
From:
Jeff Olszewski Collection
Copyright ©:
2013
Last updated May 24, 2013