She is a lovely sun,
red hair cascading down
in jubilant rays,
a flash and ripple
of rainbow gathered
across her thighs.
She sings to me
and I croak replies,
stunned she has arisen
to bless
such a sad sailor
as I.
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Crisp n nice
Very enjoyable. I like poetry that paints pictures, and this one does.
This is nice. Hint of melancholy about it and flowing imagery. Good work! AGAIN!