Privacy

a contrapuntal poem
 
It was remote; hard to reach,  
He got there; began to strip,  
She came to sunbathe on the beach  
He plunged in to skinny dip  
No prying eyes were there to see  
The water warm, nice to swim  
Her naked body beside the sea  
Half an hour would keep him trim  
[i]A private spot she supposed
Emerging; on the beach he saw  
Her womanly charms well exposed.  
Such beauty left him in awe