She is hot, oh so very hot!
She slips in and out of sultry passions like snakeskin.
Sun and shade stipple her waters into stained-glass colors. She entices an emerald heart.
She wears multicolored patches of patinas and silhouettes.
She is like a mosaic vision.
A moment of conveyance sounds of distant sizzling and a pulse of heat ripples, churning and burning, the way fireworks shatter the sky.
Her words trail off into echoes.
While the scent of smoky hyacinth wafts through the air.