Patio lounging.
A muse in billowing silk.
Arms bared, gentle breeze.
Noon-sun sweat and wanton sighs.
Breasts rise, hearts flutter.
Garnet navel piercing. Hot.
The darkest lipstick.
Tapping fingers on the hip.
Mirrored eyes linger.
Her frown is always yearning.
A glass of iced tea.
Discarded Recollections 