Xochiti

The sea’s a dancing mirror, it turns on the tide, the breeze makes me over, like sitting on a throne, s boat lights my fire, I act the annointed one, can you mix less bitter, this shining star of mine, provide a sourball tremor, aboard your sloop Carmona, drifting in the lemon light, deepens my bronze aurora, let me flow like a river, fill a cup of maritime pride, love me while I consider, if I'm a cossetted show, you'll always be inclined, to buy me summer clothes, see me as your bride ?