THERE SHE WAS.A Poem by Terry CollettA MAN AND WOMAN IN SPAIN IN 1970.
Are you in there?
Miryam said through the canvas of the tent no you replied I'm out you are there she said and unzipped the zip and poked her head in the gap you were lying there in your sleeping bag gazing at her red fuzzing hair and large eyes where's your friend? she asked gone for a shower you said she unzipped all down and came in the tent walking on her knees like Toulouse Lautrec in a wig and lay down beside you how long before he's back? no idea you said have we time for sex? risky you said sometimes risky is enjoyable she said softly running her hand down the outline of your leg not when an ex-army guy comes in and see his sleeping partner f*****g some red head in his tent you said she pouted her lips spoilsport she said in your ear yes I guess so you said what we doing today? she asked we're moving onto Malaga apparently the coach leaves at 9.30 she looked at her wrist watch gives us an hour she said in a whispering voice gives me an hour to get showered and dressed and breakfasted and such you said she lay back beside you on the sleeping bag isn't Malaga where Picasso was born? yes that's right you said do you like his work? she asked sure it makes me want to see it again and again it does? she said as if I had said I like to wear ladies's underwear don't you find his work kind of odd? she said that's what I like about it it breaks out of that prison which people have put around art as if only such and such can be art she put her lips on your cheek wet and warm don't I tempt you at all? not one little bit? she walked her fingers down your leg and moved them towards your groin not about 6ins worth? she said sexually how did we get from Picasso to you finger walking on my penis? all is art you said she whispered you've left the zip unzipped the ex-army guy said poking his head in the gap what's she doing in here? he said just popped in to see how he is Miryam said looking at the guy with his short back and sides haircut and smelling of shampoo and soap well now you've seen you can go he said can't he and I have sex first? she said in her imitation Monroe voice no you can't he said go elsewhere if you must do such things and he sat back on his haunches and stared at her his arms folded Ok she said and kissed your cheek and walked on her knees out of the tent and stood up and looked in before the ex-army guy could zip back up shame she said we could have had a threesome go away he said before I slap your backside promises promises Miryam said and walked off towards her tent across the camp base field girls huh? you said but he didn't reply he just began packing his stuff into his suitcase ready for the next move and so you closed your eyes and imagined her there beside you again listening to the patter patter of the Spanish rain. © 2013 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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