NAKED AWAITS HIM

The wind she feels upon her skin

the sea breezes and the white sand

of hours spent alone with him

 

She sits there

where he sat

in the darkened room

only the smells of the sea

no cigarette burning no smell

 

On white sand

she laid with him

making love

as darkness fell

 

Now alone

just sea smells

this chair

her body

naked awaits him

 

 

The San Sebastian Strings, “Pushing The Clouds Away” words by Rod McKuen.

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