-by Grey Husky
At the first look
so calming;
That is the nature of
her coloring.
Blue and bright
in the mighty sun.
A glorious sight
as dawn begun.
She searches the shore
with a million waves.
Looking for what she
lost someday
Meek and coy with her
temptress ways,
she grabs my mind from my
blue Monday.
Gently she moves when
the dance begins.
Pressure increasing as she
closes distance.
Rapidly now she rushes
towards me;
Splash she goes
white bubbles on my feet.
A streaking orange
cocktail dress
she wears in the
twilight sun.
In the dark and dusky
moonlit night
a velveteen
purple one.
Her tranquil noise
enraptures me
shielding my
inner strife.
She hums more loud as
the night grows near
stirring pieces
from a different life.
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