Red Sundress

To be a red sundress

Touching skin that is soft and brown

The fabric moving sensually

With gracefully swaying hips

To filter in this glorious

Afternoon sun

And dance with the

Harbour breeze

Spirited and carefree

Straps lay on sculpted shoulders

Yearning to be kissed

By a lover

That sits in the grass

To be a red sundress

Scented with ardorous passion

Radiant and flirtatious

In the cool shade

Of a tree in a park

To reveal just enough

To make mens hearts quicken

And jealous wives to redirect their attention

Wishing that they too

Had a red sundress to wear