Remembering back
to that hot Croatian day,
down by the Adriatic
Women were Sunbathing away.
Stretched out on Rocks
with Towels placed underneath,
they were topless
a perfect afternoon Aperitif.
One came over to
ask me the Time,
I was 19 years old
and feeling in my prime.
No English could
she speak,
that meant I was already off to
a losing streak.
I showed her
my Watch,
this opportunity I was going
to botch.
Suddenly she
held my Wrist,
her Body I could
hardly resist.
Dripping wet and a Breast
in my Face on show,
I should have done more
long ago.
This wasn't a Dream
it was real,
down below I had one
hard as Steel.
Maybe I should
have tried to pull a few Strings,
that would have been good for keeping
a Breast of things
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