BEauty on the Beach: A Romantic IMprov Sonnet

A woman wanted to be/
a better writer/
so I took her to the beach/
and walked beside her./

We spoke of the Bard,/
and his poetry;/
It was not hard/
how the words came to me,/

as we danced/
on the sand./
I romanced;/
she held my hand./

It was effortless; the words came easily,/
to describe her fairness and lasting beauty!

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