He sits down on a bench, closes his eyes
and sees those images passing by, one
by one, even the lost dark blue dress
which he now takes off from her,
undressing her like one might undress
a paper doll, and then he pulls down
those tormenting panties, sets her on his
lap among the falling autumn leaves,
covering her with that blanket, letting
his hands wander underneath with wild
abandonlike the winds blowing in fall.
01.10.2024
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