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A Seaside Idyll

We walk along the beach at night,
Arms entwined and hearts entwined,
Waves lapping 'gainst our feet,
Pebbles scurrying like sand crabs 'twixt our toes.

Talking about crabs, we are both
A little tickly in the naughty bits department,
As the gentle summer breeze
Wafts through our matted pubic hairs.

Just a brief hour or two ago,
We were strangers at the Pier disco,
And now our histories are to be
Inextricably linked by fate.

I do not know that, in a month or so,
I shall need to send you
A little yellow contact slip
From the Margate Hospital special clinic

Informing that you have been exposed to
A most unpleasant social disease
Which, with a bit of rotten luck,
Could easily rot your insides.

But, for now, our thoughts are far away
As we laugh and joke together
In our new found post-coital,
Youthful lovers' camaraderie,

Not wanting to speak too loudly or disturb
The copulating pair by the nearby breakwater
(Not that they'd be put off by a thunderclap
Seeing as how he's on the short strokes by now).

Style / type: 
Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Is this not a delightful memory?...Ah, sweet innocence of well I remember those halcyon days when a casual poke meant no more than the risk of a dose of clap. In the sad nowadays it could mean you're tossed off the precipice of life.
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