Her nails <br />like little scarlet flames <br /> <br />tapped in time <br />to the tune playing <br /> <br />scattered over <br />the evening air <br /> <br />coming to rest <br />on roses <br /> <br />sleepy with <br />dusk <br /> <br />the dancing flames <br />now unzipping & <br /> <br />zipping him playfully <br />up again <br /> <br />in a delightfully <br />slow tease <br /> <br />her laughing mouth <br />hung like a scarlet moon <br /> <br />over the growing landscape <br />of his jeans. <br /> <br />She puts her left hand <br />in his right hand pocket <br /> <br />& pulls out <br />his car keys. <br /> <br />'Let's go for a ride! ' <br />she trills. <br /> <br />'Let's go see <br />the sea! '<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/seeing-the-sea-for-scarlett/
