Summer 1952 Poem by Mike Tonkin

That heat drenched summer
Long passed now,
That summer
How we loved lying on the lazy sand.
Sun soaked,
Bodies close together
Love cloaked.
Searching the endless sky
With eyes
Filled with ecstasy.
Time stilled.
Hearing the siren sea
Calling us
From the long dune grass
Windquivering.
Standing in the midst of emptyness
Alone on the hushing strand
In utter carelessness.
Running, fingers clasped
Through eternity,
Over the barren beach
Completely free.
Soothing in the coolness of the sea
Spirits bruised by passion's
Fierce intensity.
Oh, how we loved that summer
Long passed now.
That summer how we loved.