Tiki Lounge

Her tan skin sparkled under the glow of tiki torches

as she rolled her hips like ocean waves to the

pulsating beat of Tahitian drums.

Her nape was adorned with exotic island flowers

but all the men saw were her timid eyes and demure smile.

The sea purred and the palm trees bowed under a midnight moon-

all waiting for the heat of passion to kiss the shore with its magic.

© J.G.

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