We go to the bar for daiquiris
hot summer coloured
in a sugar rimmed glass
We sip them in the balcony breeze
the tide rushes rock
in a flimsy, chiffon of spray
Palms shake shadows onto the sand
sun paints impressionist daubs
mango-orange on a navy sea
We drain the last drops of bitter sweetness
lick each other's lips
and head back to bed
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