Coffee’s Cold
Posted by Stephen Pray in Poems - True Love on 19-7-12
Cold coffee in my cup,
high heel shoes with gold lame’ straps
left at the end of my couch.
Faint hint of Halston tickles the nose,
light lavender blouse lay folded on the chair.
Bottle of champagne on the floor
kicked carelessly under the table.
Satin sheet outlines your warmth
with just a leg stuck out over the edge of the bed.
I sit here beside you my heart longing,
my mind on fire, my soul full of hope
Sleeping Woman Picasso, Pablo
Buy this Art Print at AllPosters.com
Additional Info
About the Contributor:
Stephen Pray was born in Portland, Maine, and grew up in the little town of Windham where he graduated high school. Even in those early years Steve was writing poetry, and his school librarian predicted that one day she would see his work in print. Stephen went into the Air Force in 1969 as a security policeman and was first stationed at Wheelus AFB in Libya. He then went to RAF Mildenhall, England, and met his future wife, Sharon, in near-by Cambridge. Steve and Sharon have been married for over 31 years and their love has given birth to three beautiful daughters. Their youngest child is Emily, who is a 23-year-old music major with hopes of teaching K-12. Middle child is Sally, who is becoming a child psychologist. First-born is Katy, who is wife to Brad and mother to Liam. Steve is proud of all his daughters’ accomplishments and he is very proud of his wonderful grandson. Understandably, love is a great inspiration for Steve’s poetry. Stephen roamed the world for 23 years with his wife and growing family, and the American Air Force, before retiring to Dayton, Ohio in the U.S.A. Stephen is a voracious reader of science fiction with over 4,000 books in his collection. He would like to take up sailing. He likes to watch movies, read lots of poetry, spend time with his family, and play with his dog, “Freckles”.
Recent Comments