DEAR DIARY
Prompt - Dear Diary : Write a poem or short story about a diary entry you've read or imagined.
Anna came to me in Bravo blue
Said the only one I want is you
Took me up unto her spire
Promised she would take me higher
The bedroom seemed just like my folks'
Anna likes her little jokes
We loved in every way and fashion
Hours filled with steamy passion
But Charlie Drake quite spoiled the mood
His interjection just plain rude
Insists he showed us magic tricks
While I just wanted Anna's licks
Her touch, her taste, her wiles in bed
But Charlie froze the moment dead
So now I miss my sex inspector
The wee man proved he's no respecter
Of dreams that lead to copulation
Illusion ending our flirtation
Though Anna is in pride of place
I wish I'd forget Charlie's face
This nonsense was based on a diary entry of mine from 1987 (which I had been data capturing the day before writing the above) describing a strange dream I'd remembered when I woke. Being seduced by Anna Carteret in her police uniform from her character in Juliet Bravo, she took me into the upstairs of her home, which resembled a church, only for her bedroom to look exactly like that of my parents. We made love, my diary says I enjoyed it, but it was brought to an end by the old comedian Charlie Drake coming in to perform magic tricks. Bizarre.
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