To them he is an
engineer
and she is a
lawyer
at first glance they
are
statutes of
stable vocations
the boat is steady
on the water and
there is no storm
coming
both are lonely
in their thirties
they are thirsty and
sit on the same table
at the canteen
i am not a lawyer
she tells him
i am a woman
me too, he answers her
i am not an engineer
i am
a man
from the window the
sea hums a new song
to the hot coffee
and toasted bread
the go inside the cabin
the storm arrives and
the boat rocks to the
surface of the sea
like a
woman on top of a man.
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