Sun shining,
Doors slamming,
Fingers tapping,
Pages turning.
Waiters pacing,
Exchange rate falling,
Pool steps creaking,
Towels left home alone.
Temperatures rising,
Aircon groaning,
Bottle tops jamming,
Dolmuses stopping.
Sun setting,
Front men like coiled springs,
Restaurant choice to be made,
Let battle commence.
Teenage cyclists weaving,
Adem shining,
Boatman sulking,
Time to walk the line.
Heartache sharing,
Waves still crashing,
Time is a great healer,
Not for me.
Beamers cruising,
Fountains gushing,
Friends blossoming,
But many leaving.
