Tuesday, December 3, 2024

A Song of the Living


How her bra keeps slipping at the beach
slipping in the play of the waves
& their feet kicking up sand
as they chase each other there in the spray…
Spray of the waves coming in 
spray of the salty waves splashing
spray of the waves showering bodies at play
Lovers’ bodies glistening in the wash of the spray 
& sweat glistening too in the heat of the sun
He catches her fiddling with her strap, loosening it, making it slip
it slips at last, she lets it slip
there in the sand
there where the foaming waters break at her feet
He looks at her
looks at her standing there
looks at her body glistening there in the spray
glistening with sweat & the droplets of spray
& her brown breasts gleaming in the light of the sun
Falling together into the sand
letting themselves fall
he slides it hard into her soft place
& she with heavy breath
digs her heels into the sand as he goes in deep
there where the foaming waters break at their feet
buttocks grinding in sand to the crashing of waves
there in the light & the heat of the sun
the movement of bodies showered with the spray of the waves

& later the sight of sand on her buttocks walking away
walking to fetch banana & pineapple 
there in the evening sun turned red
red as the parts of the lovers at rest from their play
Lovers eating & talking & laughing
blowing up smoke into the red of the sun
& how the sweat, semen & sand wash away in the waves…