Leopold leaned back
To admire the view
As Molly braved the waves
Skirts raised above her knee.
Her flaming red hair
Lit by the setting sun
Loveliest of all
Those slender seaside girls.
He longed to possess
This rarest of all blooms
With skin of ivory
Teeth of shining pearls.
As she emerged
Slowly, from the sea
In her ear he whispered
Will you walk with me.