Monday 10th June 1935
Did not rise very early. Whit Monday.
Di brought me a red rose from her garden. Put it in her bosom, then gave it to me. June roses! (Red rose for passion)
We climbed a tree in the afternoon and sat there – long. She bit me several times – and I –
Another casualty to carry off, during the Episode Three riot. Spear cut over the eye.
Being polite, I sat in the tent with Helen and Dick, drinking cyder. Went out into the darkness - and found Di. Kneeling there in the dewy grass, crying. Forlorn, disappointed child. Kissed her tears until my face was wet too.
Disconsolate; - “Everything seems wrong and I don’t want to bite you now…”
Sweet heart… She was happy again when we parted.
Late nights. Again heard the church clock, strike two. Of course, this passionate romance cannot last – must not last. May it be a splendid ending – tomorrow!
Di brought me a red rose from her garden. Put it in her bosom, then gave it to me. June roses! (Red rose for passion)
We climbed a tree in the afternoon and sat there – long. She bit me several times – and I –
Another casualty to carry off, during the Episode Three riot. Spear cut over the eye.
Being polite, I sat in the tent with Helen and Dick, drinking cyder. Went out into the darkness - and found Di. Kneeling there in the dewy grass, crying. Forlorn, disappointed child. Kissed her tears until my face was wet too.
Disconsolate; - “Everything seems wrong and I don’t want to bite you now…”
Sweet heart… She was happy again when we parted.
Late nights. Again heard the church clock, strike two. Of course, this passionate romance cannot last – must not last. May it be a splendid ending – tomorrow!
posted by Paul Wilson at 9:00 pm
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