Lakeside in Spring
i'd walked 8 miles then pulled my chair out by the lake and settled there with 2 bottles of beer the kids in the park played boats on the water floated the sun shined and the clouds floated perfectly i finished the second bottle of beer feeling fine fantasizing about another or even better a woman around who i could tell how perfect one more drink and a single cigarette in that moment would be my ideal woman of the moment understanding exactly perfectly wishing to deliver that drink and a smoke a second helping of bliss so that sooner or later i might deliver her a piece of perfection too in a held hand a consoling word or a slice of pie exactly when she'd want or need it most sometimes i fantasize that the essence of love isn't understanding another one's soul it's knowing exactly when and why another beer and a cigarette is the perfect thing for the one you love and simply very, very simply wishing to return anything as simple
mrobins71 