Pristine waters
Will they stay like this very moment gratifying?
Till the end of time or that of summer
I swear to cherish their cool embrace under a blazing sun

The cliffs have scattered to a million rocks
As they always do each year
Hiding parts and revealing others
Of this rocky shore we may as well call home

We keep returning here each August
To cool our naked bodies
Safe from the swarms of influencers and travel bloggers
Like the modern version of Exodus 8:20-32

I fall in love with all aspects of your reflexion
As the light bouncing from and to my eyes
There is no shade, no corner, that can resist the sun
And I am torn between the extreme heat and the chilly shock of the first plunge

As my eyes get heavier
But I struggle against sleep
I loose the balance between dream and reality
And I teeter between illusion and fact

Arousing figure
Will we remain like this very moment divine?
Till the end of summer or that of life
I swear to cherish your fragile beauty throughout this finite existence

Afternoon brings summer drizzle
And clouds hide the sun, they are formed by tears
And trees up to the edge of the land quickly absorb the moisture
And burst in vivid green

Pristine waters
Retain gently my naked body to the surface
As conciousness, like gravity
Anchors me to the seafloor

I take a deep breath
And find me the courage
Before the red fades from my lips
To carry me, my anchor, up