: About Me

On a hot and not so humid day, Mary took a stroll along the Bay. Half way through her little walk, She saw a merchant on a dock. The older man stood tall and tan, With fruits and melons near his van. The sun licked gold into his hair And lit Mary’s cheek into a flare. She placed her fingers on her lips And picked the skin in dry white strips. The handsome merchant smiled her way, And directed her glance to the juicy display. “I see your lips could use a kiss, Why don’t you come and snack on this?” Her heart in lead before her feet, The offer seemed delightfully swee...