Daisy only ventures out on perfect
beach days. She puts her polka dot bikini on,
and strides along the strand from dawn to dusk.
She dabs a little musk upon each inner arm
at sunset. By then the hordes have
come and gone and Daisy gets to wait again
for her Don Juan, who she is sure
will only swim out from the center of the sea
on days so grand they guarantee an ecstasy.
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2 comments:
Your drawings are wonderful.
I think I've seen her on the beach before. ; )
thank you Laurie!
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