There She Posed
And there was Mame
posed between two Arabs
leaning against a camel
on a Moroccan beach
winding up her watch
clothed in a red and white
swim suit
and Johnny had said
You could've had her mate
the other night
she was yours
for the taking
(sex you thought he meant)
others have said
they've had her
and that settled the matter
and you just shrugged
and said
It never happened
it wasn't that type of thing
(kissing and embracing
beneath a bright moon maybe)
but not what he
or others may have thought
as they saw that you and she
had gone off into the night
hand in hand
Oh you could have ridden her home
Johnny said
but it never entered your head
that night
with its stars and moon
and she beside you
listening to the Mediterranean Sea
suck the shores of the beach
laying on your backs
smoking and watching
the smoke rise
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poem by Terry Collett
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