Beauty on sight


She slipped me
Her room key
And an empty tab
“ Room 313
And I’ll be off in seven”

She looked like Rapunzel
Spoke in a Slavic dialect
Better yet
Maybe I’ll leave the rest to your imagination

Beauty and the *****
Fell in love with the moment
Please don’t be mad
I don’t recall your name
Did I ever tell you mine

We awaited the sunrise
After the fact
Watching the stars
Admiring the scenery
Making love on the bow
To the backdrop of the Danube