Newfound Loot

Leaned against an afternoon Antiguan wall
Sombrero pulled just low enough to shade
a surrepticious glance at passing tawny legs
or
Hammocked in a Thai bamboo cottage
The shimmering Gulf at jungle edge
Her lean brown body bends to serve the tea
unless
Australian bonfires grace some lonely beach
Casting dancing shadows across her smile
until we turn to embers, she and I
providing
Someone comes through with newfound loot