Abela sits on the balcony
she likes the sun
the way the sun
glows her skin
I am inside
reading my book
sipping my wine
why don't you come outside
on the balcony
and feel the sun?
she says
I turn a page
sip more wine
I prefer the shade
the coolness
still reading that book?
I like books
but that book?
What's it about?
It's a philosophy book
I’m out here
on this balcony
on holiday
getting some sun
and you are inside
reading a darn
philosophy book?
It's relaxing
you can read
on a rainy day
come get some sun
I look at her
out on the balcony
in her bikini
her legs crossed
her dark glasses
like insect eyes
I hate sitting
in the sun
it gives me a headache
and I feel it
a waste of time
I say
she looks towards me
we spent yesterday
walking around old ruins
that was a waste of time
she says
that was good
I say
old bricks
old windows
old relics?
she says
almost
in a sing song voice
I look at the hotel room wall
some water colour painting
hangs there
dull as dirt
I sip my wine
and close the book
and go lay
on the double bed
shoes off
shirt open at the neck
thinking of sex of course
thinking of her
laying there
as had
the night just gone
and she outside
singing some
sexy love song.