In your finest disguise
You can’t hide your eyes
They tell me what you are thinking
Tempting me not shrinking
Let me take you into my dreams
You can’t use your smoke screen

With a veil set in place
Delicately masking your face
Your radiant smile shines through
How I totally admire you
Like when we were in our teens
Embarrassed we used a smoke screen

When naivety was part of our decisions
Foolhardy and uncaring of our actions
We took steps forward into the abyss
We could not resist the need for one more kiss

There were pitfalls in our innocent moments
There was hell to pay for arriving at check mate
Stupidly dancing in the cold wet rain
We would do anything to lengthen our date

I wanted you part of my wildest dreams
With eagerness I blew away your smoke screen
Unmasked and free to show me your worth
Making me proud of being born on this earth

Now you are before in my arms
I drown in your fragrance and charms
Red roses will never ever suffice
Once we broke through the ice

As we dance away the hours in a dimly lit part of town
It was cold and horrid but the kisses were warm and sweet
Huddled on the steps, in a doorway that was not our home
Hand in hand we made a rhythm that waltzed you off your feet

We made a valiant attempt of being there for one for another
Woe betide our asses when we return home late to mother
Smelling of perfume and with love bites all over necks
But it was innocent stuff we had not explored sex

I was sorry to see you fade away into my past
You was not the first and definitely not the last
From your smoke screen you faded into the mist
I still remember our dates and how we use to kiss
When that fragrance tickles my nose some more
It always reminds of our nights bathed by the lamplight
I remember us being giddy and in our teens
I remember how you were when you lifted the smoke screen

Time has always had a funny way of ignoring
The pleas and wants of us when we were young
Time was never enough on those winter nights
Especially embraced and tongue on tongue

Do you ever think of me way back then?
Would you ever really kiss me like that again?
Are you embarrassed on where we have been?
Once you lowered your mysterious
Smoke screen!

Darren Hobson is a published poet who writes constantly and truthfully, mixing his palette of words with detail and enthusiasm, he writes about society, the general grind of daily live but also writes short stories about the supernatural and dark fairy tales. He has many eBooks and paperback books on offer why not delve deeper into this artists mind?

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