BanJO

I want to be the sand between your toes,
the place where nobody goes,
the fragrant aroma in your nose,
your silky hair tied up in bows,

I want to see the smile in your eyes,
be free of goodbyes,
smooth the lotion on your thighs
and shop for bikinis in your size,

I want to be near when the sun goes down and hold you like the straps on your gown before the evening parade around town, as close as I can and not drown,

I want to see the sunrise light your hair, caress your navel to shoulders bare, traipse along your neck with utmost care
and abandon paradise as I'm already there.

Jacqueline Dowling