Red Maiden

Together we walked on the shore,

It felt like we were on a mission.

To find our solace in galore,

Alas, to be disappointed.

By the pebbles under the sole,

But you smiled and you giggled.

And wanted some more.

My woman in red did not care.

For the nitty gritty fallen on the shore.

She wanted to be in the sea.

So her boy could watch her be free.

The red maiden swam and glowed.

The boy wondered if she understood.

That he was waist deep in wetness of the flow.

He stood there capturing moments.

But felt submerged under the glow.

If only she could ignore the segments

And watch my fondness grow.