I once read that in certain Polynesian cultures years ago,
young men and women would cruise the beach at twilight looking
for a lover for the evening.  Each girl carried a bright red hibiscus in her
hand, and if she  found the young man appealing, she would raise the flower
and place it behind her ear.  I think you'll agree that the ritual is a great deal
more honest and pleasurable than the games played in single bars.


Lover for the Evening

Male Verse
It's the twilight hour
And the sea has swallowed the sun.
Raise your crimson flower---
Show me
I am the one.

Lover for the evening,
Come beside the shore;
Let me say, "You're beautiful,
Oh, so beautiful!"

Lover for the evening,
Every time we kiss,
Let me say, "I've never loved
"Like this."

And when the silver shells
Reflect the first breath of day,
Maybe you'll believe the things
I'm longing to say.

Lover for the evening
While the moon's in sight,
Oh, come and let me stay with you
Till it's light.

And maybe in the dawn
You'll tell me
That I'll be
Your lover for the evening
Each night.

Female Verse
Lover for the evening,
Take me to the shore,
Tell me I am beautiful,
Oh, so beautiful!

Lover for the evening,
Every time we kiss,
Tell me you have never loved
Like this.

And when the stars grow pale
And ivory sea gulls appear,
Maybe you'll believe the things
I'm longing to hear.

Lover for the evening,
While the moon's in sight,
Promise you will stay with me
When it's light.

And maybe in the day
You'll tell me
That you'll be
My lover for the evening
Each night.
 

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