A bevy of heavies are prancing on the warm, beach-sands.
Graceful sways, gentle plays, the ladies dance.
Frolicking, their laughter is carried in the wind.
Take a deep breath, inhale the salt air, one last chance.
Freckled skin, shinning eyes, they are smiling.
Each are moving to rhythm, see the bouncing breasts.
Shallow breaths, heart races, they are so alive.
The last days warmed by summer heat.
Sunny haze the sun-rays beat.
Sun scorches the sands, too hot to the touch.
Jump into the ocean waters, ugh too cold!
Summer set to fall.
Richard Orszulak 10/31/10