Beach House Girl

Empty coral sheets Fragrant into absence Of a stillness warming fonder And the essence of her... Lingers longer and longer My beach house girl Always breaks away before the dawn But, ocean breezes seem to whisper back Her nightgown trails Are spilling carelessly across the lawn Silhouettes seeping through the sea grass Backdrops into a breathless angel young Sea gulls swooning about her ebony statue As morning waves crashing out sultry song As I near unto her The once thought nakedness disappears… Into sun rises between her legs Underneath to the painting up, upon her dress And strawberry creams ignite Into angelic tresses of halo flare My beach house baby barefoot Toes curling up within the powder sands And I hide among the dunes and gaze… Upon her curves of splendor from where I stand She is my Earth born organic goddess From her head, deep down unto her soul Then my glimpses catch those azure eyes Unto moments where two shore line lovers stroll My beach house girl And her deep baby blues Melting captivation unto my senses As she swallows me up, along with the instance Of this summer's glorious afternoon