Tropic Night

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After the tropic rain he went into the night
listening to frogs and crickets, moonlit dragonflies
clacking palms and jacaranda
thinking of her

recalling nights they gave themselves to sensuality
excitement bestowed on one another
in a bed of dark pecan
visions of lips and fingertips
limbs perfect and trembling

after a blazing July day at the shore
with little worn over young sunburned bodies
in the air a magical essence
sweat, salt and Coppertone

loving each other with eyes wide
the delight of flesh, quickly bared
between half opened clothes
the intoxicating vision of it coming to rest
some sixties years later
while alone with his thoughts on a tropic night.

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photo is mine – behind my Florida home

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About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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1 Response to Tropic Night

  1. toritto says:

    Hi everyone! I’m back from the thanksgiving holiday and plan to catch up on my reading. A special thank you to those who waded though my archives during my hiatus and left “likes” and comments. Rest regards.

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