I am a writer and was seeking solitude,
When I write, I am a bitch and am always in a foul mood.
I rented a seashore cottage, for a hideaway,
It was isolated and lonely, the perfect place to stay.
The only people for miles around, were the widowed caretaker and her son,
This was just what I needed, where my surroundings and I became one.
When I first met Jeremy, the widow's son, his eyes locked with mine,
His stare sent a quiver running down my spine.
He was quite a handsome young man,
Dark hair, blue eyes, muscular build and had a tan.
I would see him from my window,frolicking in the sea,
Watching him, caused strange wild feelings in me.
So I decided to avoid any contact at all,
I have always been passionate and know
nature's call.
Jeremy just wouldn't cooperate,
He was constantly at my side, a regular date.
He was young, but an old soul,
We talked for hours, he brought me joy untold.
Then one day he took my hand,
I pulled it back in shock, He said," Why did you do that, I don't understand?"
I whispered," You are just a boy", he said," No I am a man!"
He placed my hand on his crotch, saying" Rose I ache for you",
I just stared into his eyes, wondering what to do.
I pushed him away, ran to my cottage and shut the door,
On trembling legs, I sought my bed, shaken to my core.
I must have fallen asleep and was having a strange dream,
I felt gentle hands caressing me, how real it did seem.
Urgent lips began to claim mine, going deeper with each kiss,
My breasts were being ravished, causing feelings I couldn't resist.
Strong hands descended into my valley below,
Locating my pleasure zone and not letting go.
I feel the heat of desire consuming me,
I opened my eyes, to find that I was Jeremy's prey, I wasn't getting free.
I wanted to fight him off, but my desire was too great,
As he entered me, I embraced my fate.
" Oh Rose, Rose, Rose", he did sigh,
As we crested on orgasm's wave, the ultimate high.
After passion's fire was smoldering, he put his head upon my breasts,
I cuddled him close, I felt sated and blessed.
The rest of my stay, Jeremy shared my bed,
Within our cocoon of love, there was just now, nothing lay ahead.
I don't want forever, just the joy of here and now,
I will just savor each second, not caring about why and how.
With my nurturing, the boy had become a man,
Fate had thrown us together, why, I don't understand.
The summer quickly passed away and so did the tender nights,
Sweet, tender times when two spirits united and took flight.
Ended was the summer, ended was the season,
Ended was a love, that had no rhyme or reason.

Music: Summer Of 42