Why? Travel

Is everything more palpable, tomorrow?
Than it is today.
Like that fleeting eight-day trip to Bordeaux.
What was more risqué…?

Than that night spent with you, a total, stranger.
Of cause you were happy.
“Made things just so” for a dog in a manger!
Tail, wagging’s of the puppy.

What could be more natural, than first name basis?
Yours it was, Bridget.
A name I’d never like for a mistress…
So, once content with it.

After; all these years. I still remember it.
Why? I just don't know, ergo…
It’s much more tangible than any “Château” (Bridget)
In; parts of Bordeaux…