I remember a girl
Tall and thin
Wearing a see-through blouse
Which I unbuttoned
To fondle and kiss
Her uncovered breasts
Later we had intercourse
For which I was prepared
I had brought a Featherlite
Which she showed me
How to lubricate and install
We were both of age
But only just
She was the vicar’s daughter
To begin
The movements were slow
But quite soon
We were going steady
Then it all ended
And we didn’t see
Each other naked ever again
I often return
The house
The lane
The road
The esplanade
The sands
The sea
Undressing
My mind
Step by step
Door by door
Doubt by doubt
Into the present
Out of the past
The body aches
Yet it is the red light
Which stops the motion
In this time
Of deep fakes
I feel authentic
Out we go
With the horses
For all our sakes
If and only if
After visiting
Those places
Once again
From childhood
From vacations
From joyful times
And contemplations
She lifted
We raised together
However
She travelled further
I twisted
We turned forever
Nevertheless
I tried always to impress
