Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Beach Bum

I'm heading back to Tennessee,

Sand in my boots to remind of

A gal on the beach memory.

Barefoot, the two of us made love.

On that beach we partied all night,

Watching stars and drinking whiskey.

The two of us shared such delight,

A couple gone wild and frisky.

Next morn I was the guilty one,

Now a nervous desperado,

Grabbed my boots and off I run,

High tailed in my Silverado.

In Tennessee find my wife and

Take off my boots, shake out the sand.