Saw this happen: a nude on our local, public beach.....
Not caring for cover of darkness,
She ran,
Naked as the day she was born;
Ran;
Ran stark naked
As if she heeded
Nothing
Of convention,
Needed
Nothing
For protection;
Threaded her way casually
Between the knots of courting couples
And the solitary strollers,
Between the push-bikers
And the roller-bladers,
All strutting their respective stuffs along the prom'
With style or at least some minimum conviction..
She turned heads –
How could she not,
As she sauntered and slinked
Her hips down the steps
To the sand,
Her body language subtly changing,
Responding
To the soft feel under heel
As she made for the water’s edge,
Head thrown back,
Hair streaming in the breeze
Like Bo Derek in '10',
Breathing in the ozone
As if it were her Own
Personal Ambrosia.
She made her way away along the shore,
Cool as a cucumber
and without a stitch,
Until her dot merged
With the monochrome of dusk
And we could make her out no more.
We were all thinking it -
You would have been too:
Brazen!
Brazen vixen!
PS. Yes, ‘she’ really was a fox …… what were you thinking?!