Aerial Stir

Grant Hope #61

There is a bronze lady laying alone on the white sands by the sea
Head turned to the side with one arm splayed
Is she deathly inert or just being carefree?

Turning once more it is becoming clear
this is not a mirage of the life and death of a beauty
but one that stirs still

Moving once more to the other side of her hips
rolling in the sand so that the sun can catch her thighs
warming the skin so that she can look at her tone realized

Now turning to lay on her backside
smiling as the light of day colors her youthful hide
Life has a lot more to know when it’s not all black and white
black and tan captures the conversation of curves in new light

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