there he sat
alone thinking of the
time
when he (held) her
sweet skin
perfume
melodic songs
rythmn of the p
e l t s o f r a
i n
fa
ll
ing
to the
ground
below
he misses her
and yearns for her
hands carressing him
sweet smell of powder
(entrancing) him (entrancing) her
mind getting dizzy
spinning
touching
moving
sitting alone t h i n k i n g o f t h e
l i f e
he could have
wanted
wished
sadly
he must stay
with his wife