PART 1



From the clear-blue water i gazed over the lazy sea , calm and

inviting in its pre-tense...i stood there transfixed with the beauty

of this eye-land / drink cononut water and watching children

run/fun/play in the cool of the evening... It was getting

late. the sunset had form its splendor over me and i could not move

..the surf of the sea licked at my feet as i was transported towards

the sky....wetting me in anticipation .".oh beauty behold. find me

as i be...awashed in sentiment surrounded by him.".the swagger of

his walk ..the sand meshing between his toes his eyes met mine ,

softening my heart .I turned away..and heard him whistling a song..

a calypso song...i questioned him about the song , as i had heard it

earlier on my radio...it was called Emmerton and its realaxed melody

shaped my day..my mood and my very existence...he asked me if i knew

how to rub-a-dub..someone had taught him this dance in England..and

he loved it.

.So the date was on..De Warehouse..8pm....and as he left , his swagger

stayed with me for the rest of day.....

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