When the sun comes out
Young women go about
In shorts and dresses
And men of a certain age
Engage
In dreams of perfect skin.
“Undresses …
Caresses …
Oh to be young, to win
And …”.
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K Morris - Poet 
Oh YESSS
Thank you for liking my poem “When The Sun Comes Out”.
Best wishes, Kevin