The sun's heat lingers on my skin
The scent of oil and baked air permeates all
Idly, we rest in the shadows
Now and then finding succour in the cool pools at the shore
These summer days were meant for lazing
For fervid kisses and exotic sounding drinks
For the splash of children at their merriment
The giggles of youth at play
A time to watch and to be watched
Sultry glances and aching arousal
Bodies burnished by eternities stretched under ever stronger rays
Ardour and amour
The respite of dusk and white linen is welcome
As the heat dissipates and the languorous day ends
We wait nonetheless to return, to live, these tempestuous summer days.
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