Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


THE PARADOX OF SUMMER


summer is here
and i do not have
plans,

morning
for the sea
a stroll
a dip
a splash
a sun bath

noon
for my favorite
resto
lots of sashimi and
sushi too
and green tea


nighttime
is dinner with you
red wine
pork steak
Arabian bread
candle light
Mozart music
carrot cake

stargazing
leaning over a steel rail
at the 10th floor
of the hotel

holding hands
talking about anything

no plans really
letting go
whatever
reality.

Submitted: Monday, March 18, 2013

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