Ode to Beauty

An Ode To Beauty

She felt 

the swirl 

around her thighs 

as it moved 

back and forth, 

in and out.

She tasted 

the salt 

of the water 

as it splashed 

against her body 

and caressed her face.

She listened 

to the elemental song 

of the water 

as it shushed the evening 

with a lullaby 

for ages. 

She looked 

with brown eyes

at the shades 

of blue water 

as it moved gently 

toward the horizon.

- Trevor Scott Barton, poems for a brown eyed girl, 2020