Rick remembers how she used to look.  It was a brief affair.




Met on the Shanghai Ferry

 

Rick remembers:
She looked across
the room at him.
Sat on the floor
her legs appearing
from beneath her dress -
long and slim
and so appealing -
but between her lips
an innocent plump
freshly picked
red, red strawberry,
offered for him
to share, with a kiss.
When his lips
encircled her gift
the world was gone
there was nothing
else in existence.
The strawberry.
The kiss.
The Chinese miss.
Exotic bliss.


Fondly Rick remembers.

 

 

© Griffonner 2026





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Written on 2026-08-31 at 10:27

Tags Memories  Temptation  Passion 

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Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2026-09-07


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
Ok, there's some mystery here Rik. Rick. Griff!

Some people have all the luck.

Great, great poem.
2026-09-01


William Hughes The PoetBay support member heart!
Superb way to take advantage of rhyme and meter:
''The strawberry.
The kiss.
The Chinese miss.
Exotic bliss.''
A perfect ending for this poem.
2026-08-31


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very erotic and a treasured memory. What else could it have been but strawberries for such "exotic bliss". I am wondering if there was more to the story though. Good stuff.
2026-08-31