128

Hot night in Bahia

It was obvious she was hurt like me

Well into our bottle of Argentinean wine

Ana moved forward in her chair

Pulled back her hair

Looked directly into my eyes

Started to cry

Without saying another word

She took my hand

Led me over to the beach sand

and

Made this man feel young again.

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