Summer Lovin’

Rubbing margarine into their skin
To catch the sun, middle-aged women,
Dressed in denim shorts and sensible

Bras, sit like old-time movie-stars
On the beach at Cannes, surprised
By an unexpected camera flash.

Out of the water: a girl,
Shameless in a green bikini,
Wrings the lake out of her hair.

We see that she can feel our eyes,
Pouring our ambition on her golden
Skin. It’s in her body as she walks

Along the pier, across the sand,
Past the women now basting themselves,
Past children, past old men with dreams

Of young girls in green bikinis.
She picks up her things and leaves, while we
Sizzle like bangers at the water’s edge.


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