I watch you turn around
under a electric sun
and your golden body shines
while you are slowly
turning gold
and both breasts
rise up and down
like little hills
at a out of season time
and outside the winter rain chills
and later I rub
more lotion on your back
and you yawn
when I am done
and your auburn hair
lie in strings
and to me
the sun bed looks like
a torturing rack
but your body smells
like summer
and there’s a smile
on your lovely face
and every thing is peaceful
as if all our worries are gone
and I watch you
turning brown all over
and it’s great to be together
and to at last live as one
and it’s as if
in this winter
I have come upon
a season out of time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it reminds me of beach parties in hawaii. very nice thank you very much.md