holding my eye
she undoes her blouse
my strict attention
an arch smile
then photons clothe her
wavelets lapping toes
the forest lake
there to receive her
wading out
till her breasts float
voices
diving under
a flash of bare bottom
she waves
from the one tree island
an exaltation of larks
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in a shade of pines along the lake’s edge
I clothe her
in a bikini of kisses
Very erotic; i love the way you play gently with words, almost slyly, enigmatically. BWF.
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A beauty, this poem... Absolutely.