Memoirs Of Another Time, Part 5 Poem by Charles M Moore

Angie suggested it's best I should go
I said my goodbyes
and went out in the snow
scraped ice off my windsceen
and got in my car
and returned to Claire's venue
to sit in the bar

I entered the foyer
of this georgian hotel
it seemed rather busy
from what I could tell
people in finery, drinks in their hand
chatting while listening
to some fifties band

I noticed Jim talking to
friends near the lounge
he nodded acknowledging
I had returned
going into the bar
brushing snow off my coat
I called for a lager
to quench my dry throat

I had a few sips
and my nose still felt blocked
then I heard you calling
'Joe, you've come back'
You stood in the light
by the door in a dress
of shimmering blue sequins
that captured my breath

I fumbled vain efforts
to try and look smart
your entrance made other men
wonder who's that?
you came up towards me
and they gave a shout
as you longingly kissed me
full on the mouth

Embarrassed
I realised I couldn't breathe
because of the injury
I had received
my arms embraced you
as I caught my breath
and the warmth of your body
sank into my chest.

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