The singer sings in a deep melodious voice -
"White sandy beaches"; his closed eyes rejoice
His shirt sways gently and guitar strums silken
The Hawaiian man croons "the sounds of the ocean .."
A lovely girl dances, in standing waves of hula
Her face aglow in memories, eyes curved like viola
A dark red dress wraps above'r
knees, low in front
Head to toe she pulsates easy like a young serpent
It's the time of "Breakfast by the Pool" for guests
Seven in the morn, and they are all set to ingest
Men and women munch on croissant, muffins and yogurt
Pay scant attention to the man in the Hawaiian shirt
They flinch when his sweet voice rings a high note
Little kids dance hula and imitate the girl they dote
Some stare at the undulating curves of the woman
And the man sings "with the sounds of the ocean"
The blue pacific yonder holds its roar and listens
It whistles softly with the tune, its water glistens
The fiery orange ball above pauses and gazes
A grey cloud spent overnight hangs low and praises
"Sounds of the ocean" - says the man's voice
with caress
About him oscillates in hula steps the girl in red dress
Abhay B.
Joshi