Photo (Zahara de los Atunes beach, Cadiz, Spain)
and poem © Jesús Montero
On bus 155, written in 10 minutes.
And we drank from your vineyards
And we swam with your fish.
We bottomed our glasses,
We laughed to then weep.
And we chatted and chatted
Till we fell to our sleep.
And we played to then quarrel,
Then we walked on the beach.
Then we bid our farewells
And realized what we did.
To have met at the crossroads
With new promise to meet.
photo and poem © Jesús Montero
