The sunset was blood red, the sweet color of a good bottle of Merlot. I sat in our place under the whispering willow tree by the lake. I sat waiting for you, we met here as children. The first time we saw each other in the raw. Two translucent bodies exposed. Skinny dipping on a misty hot night. Nothing torrid, just innocence and giggles.
Then as we got older the innocence was gone and the sexuality of life hit us like androids in space. We were consumed by each other on the shores of the lake drinking each other. Then life began in opposite directions, leaving us starved for love. So you asked me to meet you at our spot, and together we would be as one again. My toes in the water, remembering the nights we were love. In our own universe, but you never came. You left me that day, with no goodbye, you were tore from me like a scab and I was left with nothing but the case's of you to drink for the rest of my life.
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