A.H. Scott: Madison’s Key

    Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2019 Madison’s Key . Mauve painted nails gingerly pressed against Maurice’s chest Madison whispered, “Babe, you should get some rest” Maurice’s left hand had a different plan He placed his hands over hers and warmly remarked, “Whenever I relax with you, my dear. It’s always best” “You lay… Continue reading A.H. Scott: Madison’s Key