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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A BURNT SIENNA BEACH BECKONS OUT OF REACH She softened the surf near a secluded isle during a summer sequestered by her smile And she wore a smile all the while With an ambiance of ambitious style She reduced the roar at the shore and seduced a beach besmirched by her beauty While waves accepted the woman’s wish for quietude as their duty And so the waves would silently cease what had been disturbing the peace and piety of a pleasant afternoon with a woman lovelier than any day the weather could ever create She was gracefulness that was never abandoned nor to abate With exponential exquisiteness for excitement to endow Beauty before whom any beau was benevolently bequeathed to bow And bow did they indeed With her loveliness taking the lead And I to plead for only one nocturnal need That I might one night lie next to or upon a pleasure trove of ample and amplified magnificence A body born of beauty’s benevolence This was one so fair The one with silver hair The lady with an agreement of aggrandizement to breach The beauty who begot belligerence for her beau on a sienna brown and now blatantly blemished beach So sorrowful would that beau be And that misbegotten man would happen to be me I was the beau laid low and forced forever to take my catatonic heart and go Lest that I could ever fly I to not defy her final goodbye A farewell to that which has now become so wretchedly out of reach Oh woe should go to the blasphemous b*tch and that now blackened the beach © 2012…..PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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