Why has the whole of love come to me suddenly.
I see you with me on the Venice beach
walking hand in hand in the evening
watching the sun go beyond the horizon.
We see a plump lady in a blue bikini.
I too have curves you turn your face and say
Stop looking at her
I am with you
Look at me!
I smile, you smile
under the net of kisses.
We lay there on the beach, intertwined
till the full moon arises in the East.
Excellent portrayal of shades of human relationships. Thanks.
You're welcome.