Milky white
were the bodies
until they touched the sand
of Wildwood beaches
and thereafter became
sun-drenched and euphoric.

I remember showing off
the tan lines at my waist.

They were my trophies.

All I did was lay down or play
and this was my reward.

Ah youth
when things were simpler
when the tan came easy
and didn't require aloe
for the lobster skin.

To the tan I'll never have again.

06/01/2010

Posted on 06/01/2010
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