Oh my goodness, it is time
I saw a sundress this morn
laying on fluid curvaceous hips
just where tingles are born.
Mother nature helping in the view
allowed visions to aid with ease.
Just enough of a breath of wind
moving the hem to a tease.
That soft cottony material
clinging in all the right places.
Even telling me she knew my look
as we shared a glance of faces.
I could see a hint of a smile
just enough to send a greeting.
Nothing torrid or too hard
a light belt above the pleating.
Nothing was missed in my view
lines striking an artistic pose.
Flowing stripes from side to side
didn't hide sandals or painted toes.
Oh, my goodness it is spring time
sun dresses are starting to show.
Love them the same as spring roses
no doubt the best of them do know.
A feast for these tired eyes
humbled with all they can see.
Just enough height to tingle the soul
when mine eyes go above the knee.
Young women miss so much
when wearing overly tight jeans.
They have no idea the real turn on
with sun dresses on the scenes.
Thank goodness for hot sun
bare skin exposed to the eye.
Little tiny straps over shoulders
material clinging to the thigh.
Silhouettes and forms galore
striking images dancing in the mind.
With mother nature's whispered wind
sweat beads causing a glistening shine.
So thankful to the ladies
who know the power of the dress
the one made to wear in the sun
a treat far better than the rest.
Del Cano 2008 June