Remember the Sea
Remember those rainny days by the sea, Dan
when we felt sorry for the sun’s warmth
and we run to room 7 in Splendid hotel
and we bathed together and warmed each other
and we mimicked the waves
Those were days of youth and careless being,
love and delight,
nature’s way to trick us and allure poor beasts into specie’s industry
We grew up, Dan, you are a poor old middle man with an upper class car,
a medium wife and three children,
besides insurances (plentily of them) and company’s plans you have none of your own
The sea, the sun and the sand seemed enough those days,
now you are an adult trapped in different roles, i hope you excel at them, Dan, you used to be a great lover.
i miss you, i miss myself too.