Opening his eyes
he felt blinded first
the white sunlight
on him blinding dazzling...
then he thought he noticed a face
'June Havens...
you're beautiful' he said
'am I dying?'
he added confused
June smiled...
'you just gained life...'
He smiled...
the blinding sunrays
fell through June's browny head
full of strands of hair trembling
the sunrays life to him did bring...
'now...I know...
you got way to go...
but tell me...is it with me...or without?'
June asked him
as he sat up slow on the beach...
the golden black lined car
caught his eyes parked not so far...
'Go start it...
and get the radio on...'
he said as he patted his trousers
flakes of sands fell...
the sky westward was crimson red...
the sky westward was so crimson red...
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