Dalya sits
in some bar
beside me
in Oslo
she sipping
a cool beer
me likewise
smoking too
how was she
last night then?
I ask her
what you mean?
you make it
sound as if
I had ***
with the *****
I meant how
did it go?
just the same
on about
the men she's
had *** with
as if I
cared a ****
who she's had
between her
skinny thighs
Dalya says
and how's he
the Aussie
you share with
in the tent?
he's ok
but his talk
is mostly
on good beer
or luscious
hot Sheilas
typical
just like men
Dalya moans
what do you
talk about
to the dame
in your tent?
I ask her
nothing much
certainly
not about
my *** life
she then sips
her cool beer
eyeing me
do you talk
to him then
that Aussie?
she asks me
sure I do
what about?
about beers
of the world
and cricket
and how long
it takes him
to wake up
after ***
you never
she utters
spluttering
a mouthful
of warm beer
over me
I like it
how her eyes
light up bright
like small stars
on a cold
frosty night.
Mar 27, 2015
Mar 27, 2015 at 3:33 AM UTC
Dalya sits
in some bar
beside me
in Oslo
she sipping
a cool beer
me likewise
smoking too
how was she
last night then?
I ask her
what you mean?
you make it
sound as if
I had ***
with the *****
I meant how
did it go?
just the same
on about
the men she's
had *** with
as if I
cared a ****
who she's had
between her
skinny thighs
Dalya says
and how's he
the Aussie
you share with
in the tent?
he's ok
but his talk
is mostly
on good beer
or luscious
hot Sheilas
typical
just like men
Dalya moans
what do you
talk about
to the dame
in your tent?
I ask her
nothing much
certainly
not about
my *** life
she then sips
her cool beer
eyeing me
do you talk
to him then
that Aussie?
she asks me
sure I do
what about?
about beers
of the world
and cricket
and how long
it takes him
to wake up
after ***
you never
she utters
spluttering
a mouthful
of warm beer
over me
I like it
how her eyes
light up bright
like small stars
on a cold
frosty night.
A BOY AND GIRL IN OSLO IN 1974.
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