The Can-Can Of The Sea Poem by Daleen Enslinstrydom

The fresh breeze awakes our senses
while we walk hand in hand on the shore
and we watch the sea that frolics as it plays,
vibrantly dancing the can-can of the wind.

Vibrating like a cabaret dancer
her rhythm draws you in,
sometimes she lets her fringes show
as she lifts her skirt
and reveal the rocks in her depths.

Frailly you draw me into your embrace and a kiss,
the sea freakishly splatters and splashes us
as if she wants to join in.

Gambolling and fooling around is her game plan,
as she lifts her green dress higher and higher
over the peaks of the rocks.
Spraying and flooding everything around
she kicks up her legs in a flirt.

Your mouth finds mine
while small waves fabulously break upon the shore
and we are soaking wet
while the sun sets like an anchor
into the depths of the sea.

She dances away with her frills showing onto the reef
as if this is her last encore
before the curtain falls for the night.