You combed your hair with your fingers
it was something special to you,
I loved the way that you did it
and I don’t think you ever knew.
Your love was honest never false,
you were always the gentle man.
I loved the easy way you dressed,
the other guys always spick and span.
We made love naked in the rain
it was sweet, spontaneous and fun;
laughing about it afterwards
as we lay ‘neath the summer sun.
You combed your hair with your fingers
perhaps it’s something you still do?
I absolutely adored you
and I don’t think you ever knew.
© Stella Armour 17-02-2017
