Summers Ago.
Summer draws up its knees once autumn\'s chill breezes
rustle new oceans of spent leaves,
drooping nasturtiums that setting fire to bloomless seas
colour October\'s fast browning greens.
Listening to rushing dried litter I think of a sunset swim
in harbour water\'s twilight skin
when summers ago two dipped while diving in guiltless
clandestine ardour and autumn lit.
Piercing thru\' tears lovers\' laughter saw need of bravado
as stars bending to candle home
sadness hid arms twined tighter for nearer drew parting
yet drenched memory left an echo
........... summers ago.