The enthusiastic whistling breeze
Rushes by the olive toned trees
My hair flicking this way and that
Blonde tresses flying with ease
The glistening turquoise waters
Lap gently across the sandy bay
My legs kicking and splashing
Little droplets going astray
The tumbling brown seaweed
Appearing at my every move
My feet jumps in a frenzied fright
Ripples dance in their own groove
The star covered soccor ball
Being tossed around by mates
My body moves to join with them
Moving not quickly but with haste
The stretched and taut muscles
Rivalling the best of warrior men
My heart stutters and skips a beat
Gazing upon such a masterpiece
The soft and squishy yellow sand
Dragging my toes into their depth
My gaze strays away to rest below
To stop temptation to look again
The 20th birthday to celebrate
They sing Happy B'day to him
My lips mouthing the words
As my voice compares to a bin
The sweet tasting icecream
With triple swirl that I had
My tongue dissolving the sugar
My hands had secretly grabbed
The blazing hot beach
Was where I went today
With friends that I met
That will stay para siempre.
🌊
Nadea x
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Sunflowers And Mud
Poetry🌻🌻 A sunflower is known to always look towards the light right. Well, sometimes the mud that is surrounding the plant crawls up onto it's stem. And so the sunflower looks down as the darkness devours em'. The light is still shining ever so brigh...
