I Like it Hot in the Summer
Slender legs kicking sand,
the wind twirling her silky hair,
something in her hands.
The aroma trails from there to here.
A thing beautiful is happening.
A bikini that only some can wear,
a smile that spreads from ear to ear.
slender legs kicking sand,
and something in her hands.
The aroma rides the ocean wind.
I waited for her to come my way.
The sea blues her beautiful eyes.
I have an ocean view from the gaps between her thighs.
Her slender legs kicking sand,
something wonderful is in her hands,
and that smell ...
causes excess saliva in my mouth.
My stare is frozen on her hands,
her dutiful hands.
Now, she stands before me.
My heart beats leisurely;
it usually does
whenever she gives me my cup of buzz,
my steamy summer love.
Four sugars, three creams,
just the way I like it;
hot 'n' steamy and sweet 'n' creamy.
Copyright © Earle Brown | Year Posted 2010