To the sea's hushed, breathy beat
Rocking not thrusting
Testing his endurance
As he pants and pushes in
In the winter night
And there's the scent of something
Something I can't define
But it's still vivid in my mind now
Even as I write
Remembering those cold sheets
On that single bed where I bled slightly
In that tiny flat above the sea.
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