years ago,
ten, maybe longer, my friend
Vicky
invited me over
for a drink or two.
come over and see the new house,
she said.
she turned the music up on
her stereo
and lit some candles.
pouring the drinks with a heavy
hand.
we went out to the patio
next to the heated pool.
let's jump in she said,
laughing.
but, I told her,
I didn't bring a suit with
me.
before I got the words
out of my mouth
she was naked
and standing there at
the edge of the pool about
to dive in.
oh,
I said. guess we don't need
one, do we?
Tuesday, December 3, 2019
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