Sangria
Taupe sand
Pale cream hint
In its golden glow
Steady waves crash against the rocks
Boldly
Her caramel hair blowing lightly
In the warm summer breeze
Coconut curls
Down her tanned back
Bronzed glow
As the sun sets in its dignity
The sand tickles her toes
Painted plum
Like the color of her wine
Dripping from her lips
Sweet berry breath
Inviting
She giggles
Licking her lips
As not to stain her gloss
Shining like the brightest star
In a night sky
Twinkling
Her eyes sparkle
Like the name she was given
Dreaming of his lips
Kiss
His hands slowly gazing her body
To her hips
In her summer dress
Above the knees
Floral
Tease
Of the diamond underneath
Drawing her body closer
Her curves
Mystic
He pulls her in
She feels his need
In his embrace
Firmly
Blushing
Escaping in her thoughts
As she melts away
In her…
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The Reluctant Poet 