Innocence and white wine
by j a farina

white turtleneck
tight black corduroys
yardley scented
with twiggy eyes
you step towards me
in the basement semi-darkness
of your birthday celebration,
alone — you hold my hand
in my constant dream
of innocence and white wine,
that i repeat , as i walk
the reality of now empty streets
counting the places
that you loved
as i held your hand
Eau de London scented
and sigh shadowed eyes

PHOTO: The author at 17.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: j a farina is a retired lawyer in Sarnia, Ontario, Canada. He has been published in many anthologies in Canada, Europe, and USA, as well as in numerous poetry journals. He is the author of two published books of poetry, The Cancer Chronicles and The Ghosts of Water Street.