Our Time Poem by Alan Duffield-lock

Do you remember you and me,
going to Lyme Regis and into the sea,
shimmering heat coming off the sand,
you and I walking hand in hand,
love in our eye's, brighter than the sun,
no clouds on the horizon, none since we began,
ice cream dripping from your finger tips,
the stickiness of a kiss from your lips,
the touch of your skin and the way that you sigh,
sitting on the Cobb watching the world go by,
crashing waves onto the shore,
I say to you ' darling could we ask for more ',
with-out a care we spend all day,
knowing together this is how we will stay.






2009 summer