Of Swirls and Curls
Her sun-bleached curls flow languid with the breeze,
with soothing timbres in her choral voice.
Her tangy scent denotes a shameless tease,
alluring like a nymph with carefree choice.
Her turquoise eyes depict a tender mood,
and salty kiss that lingers on your tongue.
Her soft embrace immersing but subdued,
for years besotted with the tunes she sung
Yet, our rapport at times was coarse as sand,
her temper swirls are hostile to behold,
with crushing sprays too stubborn to withstand,
that persevere to batter till you fold.
To fathom beauties formed of swirls and curls,
One ought to dive deep to reveal their pearls.
08.22.21
Copyright © Sean Kibble | Year Posted 2021
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