Sand Promises -POTW

Flip flops and straw hat adorn him, beach wear suits him nicely Kind is he to her as he scoops into a bucket measuring precisely Casted are his piteous passions in sunstruck warm sands Gently shaping and capturing her likeness, she is in skilled hands Stooping over chin to knee he bares bronze shoulders glimmering Her features delicate, her hair etched in his mind flowing, shimmering An energy is sensed as sand and water caress through his fingers Behold if only Aphrodite answers his prayer, he pauses and lingers Recollection clears a birth, breath of life be given this inanimate object A saintly face faintly appears, he’s fallen in love with his imminent project Sculpting feminine curves slowly surfacing, an hourglass figure shaped An alluring amazon controls his very soul, an apotheosis angel draped Belief in a statue which comes to life, vehemently pangs the phenomenon Alas the last touches fini, fervently he unveils his seaside Pygmalion And without further ado, emerging from the ivory sand, he prizes An obsession his idée fixe at the edge of the pier, a sand goddess arises