Below is the poem entitled Naval Babe which was written by poet
Foley. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Twitching nose the grass tickles her chin her dimpled chin
Watching the sand flirt upon her hair and remove it still as she sleeps
Just watch and tickle her yet And see the tone the skin the colour
Tanned and white with lace and drips of likened beads on iced bottled beer
The sun beats hard upon this isolated pocket dune with distant shouts and kites
But to close your eyes again and believe she is not there and my great Luck
Turn and open and look It's true this beauty is still there.
Drape my arm across her naval and flex the neck to rid the itch but hold on gently
Tartan rug of child hood days lies there beneath us both
Don't let it ride and deliver sand into her watch or fruits she has cut
The heat the sweat the music my back is under done
Closing my eyes again Oh! my work, my boss; the sea roars. Forget them quickly
Green cactus cream to rub again on her and protect her precious skin
My face a towel draped protects my eyes a bit longer while she gently sleeps
Will she still be there if I look beneath this towel or will I imagine the Mall again
Hoping then choosing either strawberries or to ask this fair lady out
I looked. No she's still there.Thank God. Again I make a move and
drape my hand across her naval once more.
I close my eyes again to imagine my untold luck and see a Lighthouse
Fog and cables and white visions and shadows over me.
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! She shouts.What happened! What happened !
You are snoring on this gorgeous day and giving me no attention what so ever
and beside you'll be late for work.