I lived in island culture. But was coastal
The hunidity rose and the sun shone on cloudburst.

Ah those were days for swimming in the rain
White sand and blue water warm to the touch.
Man.

A gaggle of kids. Ready steady go.
Full tilt to the ocean likity split.
A two hundred yard sprint
Naked as J-birds .never seen one
Naked or clothed.

We.sprint to.the seaside.in warm driving rain.
                          Then splash and swim out
                                    And back.
And do it again
And again
In the rain
  Till the jet took
  Out to old. LAX.