Silence

Sunburnt kisses

Sun drenched bodies,

In strings of barely covering,

Bronzing, cooking, outside, in,

From loving sunburnt kisses.

No thought of tomorow,

Red and sore,

Awaiting the peel,

To begin again.

Oogle skimpy lasses,

Tanned to perfection,

Enjoyed but for a day,

Building up future wrinkles,

Loathed by aged looking youth.

Frolic now under sun,

Whose smile radiates to us,

Laughing boisterous laughter,

At cantakerous beginings cells.

Youthful exuberance excess, 

Paid for in full,

In twilight years,

As ghost of past and present,

Play havoc on present future.

No blaim but on ourselves,

For playing with the sun.

Heed the warning well,

Do not worship the sun,

His gift of cancer,

Is a painful one.