Our island heaven

Cut off whenever high tide

Covered the causeway.

Secluded from prying eyes

Caz fell in love at first sight.

 

When the tide went out

We drove across the wet strand

Parking in the dunes

The van inadvertently

Bedded in axle deep sand.

 

Stuck fast but Caz laughed

Cracked open a bottle of rum

We watched the sun set

Over Arranmore and kissed

Each other and blessed the stars.

 

There was a rock pool

Waist deep, spring water fresh filled

Heated by the sun

Washed out by the evening tide

Our jacuzzi, hot tub, spa.

 

We lived like sand boys

Happy, naked and drunken

Running and swimming

Campfire, singing and dancing

Loving, lost in each other.

 

At holidays’ end

A local towed the van free

Refusing reward

Patted his wallet, smirked, said

“These pictures – payment enough”.

 

Driving home silent

Leaving Donegal behind

Was hard for us both

Caz goodbyed at Biggleswade

I did not see her again.

 

I heard she’s wed now

With a son looks just like me.

I wrote, no replies.

I hope she remembers us

On our beach in paradise.