She breezes in, and by
Announced by waves of cucumber melon
That trail, bouncing from her hair
A scent so dangerous in it's delicacy
She, like ripe summer fruits
Sweeping anyone and everyone
Into her crayola colors....
Ballet slipper softness
With words that whisper cotton candy
Milk and cream swirled skin
And cherry blossom budding beauty
She breezes in, and by
Before a wink, a blink
Fades just as the last golden ray of sun
Surrenders, and slips, dips to the ocean's edge
Curtsy... dancing day now done
In leaving, lingers the whisp of watermelon
Watercolor washes in perfect pirouettes
She breezes in, and by
She breezes in.....
And bye.....
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Very vivid imagery. I have seen that woman