She mustered up the mahogany
clouds and the salmon skies.
A raving reflection on the limpid lake
highlighting the hue in her hazy eyes.

Her tiny toes tickled the tide
brushing back bursts of the bay.
Whirring winds welcomed her hair
to the amplified air it stayed.

Deep daylight drowns dully
into the surrender of the sunset sea.
She steps up as she struts on the span,
her flat feet, and hovering hair are free.