Golden Girl

Poem By Dorsey Baker

My breath is hot
My tongue is stumbling
My body feels
so very weak
You have just
Out of the water
I am admiring
How you look
In your wet!
T shirt
You are exposed!
The sun has come out
And the wind begins
To lick
Your sweaty skin!
You look
Much darker now
The sun has changed
The color
Of your sexy body
You ain't old yet!
But the sun
Has made you
A golden girl!

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