A DARK AND STORMY NIGHT

 

I returned my empty bowl and spoon to the kitchen and washed them
After drinking a glass of water I went to sit by the heart shaped pool
Moments later and a few feet away a woman stood up and oh my god !

She had naturally red hair long lovely legs and her lacy two piece
bathing suit clung to her tightly . after the briefest hesitation I said
“ excuse me . may I ask you a question .  how did you get to be a woman
Who is made for looking and looking and looking at some more ? “

She laughed and replied “ well oh my goodness . you are silly aren’t you “   
“ that may be so “ I said “ but if you have got five minutes to spare
I would like to hear the story of how you became a woman made for
Looking and looking and looking at some more . you can begin like this

“ it was a dark and stormy night “ 

 SKY BLUE


nepal has the bluest of blue skies . a blue you see . a blue you can feel    
claire looks me in the eyes and says “ have you ever tried opium ? “
“ no . no I have not ” I reply . softly squeezing my hand claire whispers
ooh la la . alors ! you do not know . you have not lived . until you know sky blue  

claire is the embodiment of the french femme fatale
bridget bardot . catherine deneuve . marie dorbeau 

as we lay on the green grass watching fluffy white clouds float across the blue sky
claire purrs “ we will go to the chinese shop tonight and you will know sky blue “
when night falls we go to the den . and with claires gentle encouragement 
i close my eyes . walk to the edge . and leap . into the void

now it is just me . just claire . and just the bluest of blue skies