the sun licked their steamy skin
as they primped in skimpy bikinis
sipping cider, slurping icecream
which dripped, sliding down their thighs
while I
said goodbye to my love
they disguised their innocence
beneath promiscuous hippydom
prodding intimate hot-spots
slyly faking orgasm
while I
said goodbye to my love
young skin defined Britain
bubble-gum tunes and lyrics
floated through open windows
that still evening
when I
deserted my love
all of us were young
every forever would end
next month or maybe next year
to be replaced or renewed
but I
could never replace my love
©Jane Paterson Basil
Making it write 
Seems you were not as shallow as others. Not a bad thing.
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I had my moments of idiocy… 🙂
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Haven’t we all !! It’s an essential part of life and growing up – to have those moments of youthful idiocy. Better then than later in life. Somehow those senior moments of idiocy seem more obscene and sad, like missed opportunities from youth.
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What!!! Surely you’re not suggesting I have to behave sensibly all the time just because I’m in my sixties?
It can’t be done 🙂 🙂
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Heaven forbid, NO!!! We have earned the right to behave outrageously. In fact, it’s essential. We just do it with more style and glamour 🙂
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Tha’s me -all style an’ glamour… (trips over the edge of the rug AGAIN, falling face-first into a bowl of strawberries, figures that they make a great facepack, so doesn’t wash them off. Forgets all about them and wanders into town to buy cheese…) 🙂
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Lol !!! Strawberries are a great face pack 🙂 AND they taste good.
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Not to mention how well they hide the bruises 🙂
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True – perhaps the seeds might be a giveaway though 🙂
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LOL!
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