An age ago I walked barefoot
Across her stretching body,
I loved the soft warmth of wet and dry,
Her silky touch against the balls of my feet
As I filled my lungs with her seductive air.
Returning after thirty years of separation,
I see she has not changed one bit;
Tottering with some uncertainty
I get the feel of my love once more,
Quickly we are locked together
As I sink further into her wetness;
My body carries more weight than before -
When I walked across Swansea's sandy shore.