days
in Mexico.
we stayed in the room.
we ate.
we drank.
we made love.
we walked across
the street
in the driving wind,
the pelting
rain
and went dancing.
we drank
tequila.
too much.
we put sombreros on
our heads.
we sang badly.
they made us leave.
we never saw sun
again,
until the plane took off.
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