Nude Bowling: A Gathering

The heartened backs and gutter strikes,
Emerging jewels from flights that change;
Standard drools which call for likes,
Thrilling goodness, oh-so strange!

A leap of faith, from high atop,
Hands revealing warmth and treasures.
Bowlers fling their spheres which flop;
The coolest phones, a smart that measures.

Love the span from grasps and reaches -
Causing greatness, drills and clucking;
Folks excuse and thank who teaches,
Haunting pains, their digits, sucking...

A grateful bunch whose naked sports
Entertain, and shock as well -
Lively toes, a release of sorts,
Blouses off and squealing, swell...