The Woman On The Boat Poem by James McLain

In golden rays, upon a boat's embrace,
A tanned enchantress graces azure space,
Her skin, kissed by the sun's fervent desire,
Reflects a beauty, glowing, tan attire.

She casts her gaze upon the dancing tide,
Where silver fish in playful currents glide,
With nimble hands, she aids her lover's quest,
Guiding the line, as patience puts to test.

Her vibrant presence, like the ocean's breeze,
Unfurls serenity, the heart at ease.
Her laughter, buoyant, mingles with the spray,
As sunlight weaves a halo 'round her head.

Her eyes, a mirror to the ocean's depths,
Hold secrets of the sea, where passions rests.
With grace, she weaves a tapestry of care,
A love that flourishes, beyond compare.

Together, they embark on nature's course,
As waves caress the shore, their souls embrace.
A testament to love's enduring might,
A radiant duo, bound by love's sweet light.

Thus, in this fleeting moment's sweet reprieve,
Their souls entwined, forever to believe,
That beauty resides in love's tender hands,
A tanned woman's touch, forever more.