Remember

Deep within the thicket of green
Sits a cottage in white.
We stumbled over the place once.
When the skies grew dark with pouring rain and whipping wind.

The doors were unlocked.

Inside we sought shelter from the storm
We found the fire already roaring
Two glasses of wine already poured

It was if someone set the stage just for us

Giggling like children, we tore at each other's wet clothes.
Your lips found mine, warm and inviting.
A tangle of limbs
My port in the storm

Years have passed

I still remember
The thicket
The little white cottage
The night in the storm

I still remember...
Do you?

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