Yesterdays Yearnings Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

I meant to kiss you better than I did yesterday.
The yearning for your sensual CARESS.
I CAN'T shake this, please!
A seductive FINESSE,
You do it best.


Like a pleasurable disease I need.
I'm in this.
I'm staying
In this moment, here in this time.

My thoughts are your thoughts.
I'm holding on
A park swing higher and higher.
And baby that's a nice sting.

I keep reminiscing about yesterday
And the day before.