a night

of quiet

solitude

spent alone

lying

half- naked

on a beach

in Cozumel

feeling the sand

against my skin

- cold, sharp but soothing.

my gaze

drifted

into the night sky

as my mind

wandered

into the cool

night air…

somewhere

along

the coast

off

Playa del Carmen

in a cottage

by the sea

a lovely

señorita

with stars

in her eyes

is playing

her old guitar.

the sad

strains

pricking

my weary

heart

stirring

old feelings

to crawl

deep

into my

being

making my

spirit

weak

lulling

my tired

eyes

to sleep

from

the unexplained

power of the

sweet

haunting

lullaby.

the deceptive

peace

was broken

by the shrieks of

the night birds

flying

over

from their

lofty

sanctuary

nearby

as if

reminding me

not to

fall

under

her spell

again.

her music

is drowned

by the howling

of the wind,

her face

slowly fading

into the darkness

my illusions

trampled

by the waves

crashing

into the

battered shore.

a night of quiet solitude…