Foreign Relations

Sun sits upon my shoulder, near  
warmth, light and love appear  
visions held this beauty's sight  
I long to bed her down tonight  
 
Lips, deliciously caressed in red  
her seduction calls, then lingers  
tonight, I know, she'll be wrapped  
around these moistened fingers  
 
Sea side winds penetrate the day  
her flowing hair, tangled and blown  
eyes hide, but I can clearly see inside  
making undeniable intentions known  
 
Foreign relations with no compromise  
greedy hands grasping firmly at a need  
present hardship wipes out past sanctions  
merged minds and bodies blissfully succeed