seashells line her garden
ocean echoes all around
rosemary .. aloe vera
flourish .. nature's beautiful scents
she presses rosemary against her hot skin
breathes in deep
lightheaded .. ecstacy
wind blows .. dislodging
tiny leaves fall away
her golden bronze skin glistens
she lives alone
seems happy this way
no life distractions
to fill her mind
peaceful .. island life
she gathers mussels .. clams
cracks them open
searching for pearls
takes what she finds
lays them in her velvet lined jewelry box
not for sale
she admires their beauty
smoothness .. pastel colors
makes a small fire .. heats
eats shellfish to her heart's desire
her long hair swept back
small tortoise shell in place
a tiny stick runs through it
her eyes sparkle .. she ponders
never before has she known a lover
born on island
Copyright @ July 2014
StandingBear
