Ecuador Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Ecuador



Ecuador

I met a girl in Guayaquil it was night
We swam in the Pacific, the strand
Was white and had upturned boats

I wanted to give her something, but
Had nothing of importance, gave her
A bottle of after shave lotion

She gave me her address which I lost
And since the ship never came back
She became a scented memory.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: memory
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