ON A DORSET COASTLINE

 

(When one was younger, affairs of the heart, little indiscretions, were fun. 
Getting caught however, when you  hadn't really thought through 
the consequences, wasn't quite such fun.)

The playful breeze,
Called 'Catch me if you can!'
Then ran away, 
Inland.
The sun kissed you,
The sun kissed me,
And we drank from the same cup,
That's called 
Serenity.


Earth mother,
Pulled us in her fold,
And in the crushed grass,
We told each other secrets,
Secrets of our souls,
And the Breeze laughed,
And the sea murmured 
It's approval.

Yesterday's dreams,
Today become reality:
Tomorrow turns it's face,
Shuts out the guilty secret
Of this contrived adultery.


The dealer deals the cards, 
And the Joker smiles beguilingly.

					
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