Waiting by the pool

Sunburnt bodies lie together,
Ignoring slip slop slap warnings,
Glistening in the sun,
Waiting to ripen,
As clear blue water
Reflects a hot December,
Thrown in splashes across the pool,
A bikini-clad body
Hurtling from the three metre board,
Screaming on impact,
To surface with a giggle,
Glancing across
To see if the boys noticed.

In the drowsy heat
I am sixteen again,
Another Coca Cola summer,
Of Cornettos, thongs,
And melted bitumen,
Circling the pool,
Like a shark
Waiting for its prey,
Cool in sunglasses
And board shorts;
Any bikini girl will do.

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