Poem: Newfound Loot

The dreams of idling away in wealth.

Newfound Loot

Leaned against an afternoon Antiguan wall,
sombrero pulled just low enough  to shade
a surreptitious glance at passing tawny legs
Hammocked in a Thai bamboo cottage,
the shimmering Gulf at jungle-edge as
her lean brown body bends to serve the tea
Australian bonfires grace some lonely beach,
casting dancing shadows across her smile
until we turn to embers, she and I
Someone comes-through with newfound loot
Poetry Collection: Broken Pieces
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