Where the sea meets the sky, Blue on blue. White sails, slowly sliding by, Azure hue. Warm sands, intense, bright sun, Calming you. Beautiful island girl, scantily clad, No taboo. House made of grass and leaves, And bamboo. Waves of heat blurring the beach, Outrigger canoe. Shiny, silver grey dolphin rises, Blowhole spew. Hammock swaying in the balmy breeze, Troubles few. To the urban squalor and urban filth, You bid adieu. Tropical paradise and tropical peace, Who needs a shoe?
Whispered names falling simply off lips, Freckles that ripple on skin, Azure eyes that flooded dreams. Eyes may capsize stable thoughts, Blindly wade into unknown waters, Not knowing awaiting dangers. A siren’s melody put in a trance, A map to
try me if you please as you are out spreading the disease plagued by thoughts of granduer with affectionate melancholy sparkling array of blissful care through the air my very soul permeates a reason for being amidst the changing of
When the bloodshed starts at the doorstep of solemn silence, give me a lone engagement with the invisible to unchain the split heart. I will take away the pain from home and come back in failing light when a star
Meaninglessly traversing into the havoc of vanity With a fake logic justified, Leaving the players into the deathly chasm. A Blue bottle game denying the soul of life! Two and two they say ten, And it is their game playing