There was a gorgeous summer
at the sea,
when she still loved me.
She sat under a umbrella on Uvongo beach
and the hot water,
of the lagoon touched our feet.
She smiled and her hand was in mine
and her dark curls,
hugged her face.
I rubbed lotion unto her back
and the softness of every curve,
felt like magic to my hands.
We watched the azure blue sea
and children dived from the hillock past the waterfall,
somersaulting into the lagoon.
Like all great holiday’s that one passed to soon
and like our relationship,
Uvongo beach and the lagoon is gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem