At Hamburg
at base camp
young Dalya
says to me
what a dump
have to put
up our tents
that Yorkshire
***** couldn't
find her ****
with both hands
let alone
put up tents
but it's done
mostly by
me not her
standing there
mouth open
suggesting
this or that
I watch her
taking out
a ciggie
and light it
with my blue
cheap lighter
then lit my
cigarette
thanks she says
how'd you get
on with that
Aussie guy?
He was good
knew the ropes
had it up
in no time
I tell her
let's go for
a large beer
and burger
at some bar
she tells me
so we go
to some joint
in a field
order beers
and burgers
and French fries
I like her
she's sassy
and up front
and has nice
soft melons
pushing through
her tee shirt
she talks on
I listen
to her voice
and music
from high up
loudspeakers
some rock stuff
and wonder
if we might
at some time
in some way
nestle down
in some place
she talks on
studying
my hazel
eyes and brown
bearded face.
Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 2:43 AM UTC
At Hamburg
at base camp
young Dalya
says to me
what a dump
have to put
up our tents
that Yorkshire
***** couldn't
find her ****
with both hands
let alone
put up tents
but it's done
mostly by
me not her
standing there
mouth open
suggesting
this or that
I watch her
taking out
a ciggie
and light it
with my blue
cheap lighter
then lit my
cigarette
thanks she says
how'd you get
on with that
Aussie guy?
He was good
knew the ropes
had it up
in no time
I tell her
let's go for
a large beer
and burger
at some bar
she tells me
so we go
to some joint
in a field
order beers
and burgers
and French fries
I like her
she's sassy
and up front
and has nice
soft melons
pushing through
her tee shirt
she talks on
I listen
to her voice
and music
from high up
loudspeakers
some rock stuff
and wonder
if we might
at some time
in some way
nestle down
in some place
she talks on
studying
my hazel
eyes and brown
bearded face.
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