Sitting at the river
toes splashing greedily
taking the late afternoon sun
and absorbing it into my skin
my color like bronzed caramel
my sun-streaked hair
flowing freely down my back
a warm breeze brings the smell
of vanilla and jasmine
the scent is sweet and inviting
tiny fish darting in and out
of the shallow depths
a calm and peaceful place
as the sun heads
to other side of the world
I wouldn't trade this place
for all the gold in the world