EXPLOITS

I said: 'You shave,' she said: 'Yes, of course,'
that's her,
she said: 'Never mind, I'll grow it for you in winter;'
I wore a bright red shirt, she said: 'Oh no, that may hurt,
'Okay, I'll wear a trendy white one with epaulettes, you flirt.'

It's like coming home, the mountain and orange sunset,
the white car stood below, how many times we came and yet -
don't do that, there's something in the way, asphyxia they say
prevents the state of play, don't be greedy, enough for today.

Stand in front of me, no rush, the night is nicely coming,
we sat on the balcony, I touched blonde hairs arising,
they all stood together like sea ripples in the distance,
called by a surname, too formal, this is our great chance.

I'm upstaged, were you with her, yes we had our mystery,
something rubbed off, later she had the same car as me.