Glittered world

A group of young men and women bathing by the sea beach,
A group of young men and women and all very friendly;
Long and fabulous life and all very lonesome.

She was the heir of a huge villa in the high-rise of a cosmopolitan, 
She has vaults full of richly, expensive and fashionable brands. 

Which of the handsome men does she find irresistible the most?
Alas! The homeliest of them all is most loving to her. 

Surprised, what is your choice, my dear beautiful woman?
You dash in the waves in a bikini,
Yet you keep stock homely in your heart.

Drinking, dancing, along the beach came the drunk bather,
Nobody could see her, but she saw them all and pined to love them.

The curls of the fashionable men and women flashing wet,
It dropping from their designer hair black, 
The small brook flowing all over their scantily clad bodies smooth.

An unfamiliar woman also entered in their group,
Her hands moving from their wet temple and ribs.

The young men and women lay on their backs,
Their bright bodies bathing to the sun, 
Unmindful, who touches them or seizes tight to them,
They have no idea who blow them,
Or hugs them with the locket and rounding arms,
They do not mind who they cover with their spew.

I loaf enjoying their game and jumble up and break-up,
Faithful devotees offering their Friday prayers donning skull cap,
All were warming their twisted eyes, on the blissful cluster.

I followed the playful group, from the sea beach to the hotel suite,
The supple steep of their waists dances even with their trained arms,
Far in the church the bell swings, far so dim, far so confident,
They were not in a hurry, each man and woman hit in their place.