and life is like that,
you buy salmon, when
you really want something else
but salmon it is

and skinny dipping
is just that, swimming,
feeling free and
hastily pulling on the costume
you tucked into the rock

waving to the hiker
high on the cliff
and blowing kisses
to the man
who sits and waits for you

his blue shirt, dusty
in the hazy light,
while he takes pictures
and the surf is up,
these are your dolphin days
even the bracken sways

the guillemot and osprey
spray diving into the spume,
and you remember
you bought salmon
and you don't want that
you want something else

like afternoon sex
and a cool glass that sweats
in the evening sun
pearls of moisture dripping,
you sipping, smiling
at the man who waits,
wants for you to say

but it is time to go
the sun is sinking
and the tide long left,
you are having salmon,
sprinkled with dill,
cooked on a high heat
and served with a garnish

that may or may not
repeat over night.

Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-05-30 at 20:15

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
A lovely piece about dolphin days and salmon dinners. The bracken sways to your beautiful verse. You bring it all to life.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Another lovely ramble. The ending made me laugh.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
you've whet my appetite(s) once again. lovely, lovely poem.

Nice sensual read.