Those Were the Best Days

Swimming in the shallows Flush against the cliffs and rocks Beneath trees fluttering with swallows And the shore littered with shoes and socks. Shirt pasted over chilled skin Dripping lazily down my lily cheek I sent ripples across, you followed again Chestnut hair shines on before the water takes. I flutter over to the dock Dried slippery by the angry sun. Behind me, your hot breath on the loch Lying back staring up at the russet horizon. You pass the joint to me And I shutter at the obvious thought In clouds of smoke the whole day went dancing As my breath released all the sweet smoke it had caught. Those were the best days And I wish we had known it then When love conquered all, and we disobeyed When all we needed was each other, paper and a pen. Thank you for those memories That still bring a smile after all these years The wild flowers, waterfalls and your dropped keys The way the flames licked across your face, smoke mingled with tears.