Making Love To a Co - Worker
We walked to the sand dunes
She whipped off her top
We made love in the sand
A co - worker and lover
Gone from the Earth now
She taught writing alongside me
at a community college
She came to my home and we
made love again
The years roll by
Lovers die
Friends, too
The things we take joy in
Will pass - never to come again
Will pass - never to come again
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