Alone on a long stretch,
Walking in wet sands…
I aim to see far,
And hold it more near.
Thin air sways me,
A swoosh brushes me…
I walk a mile ahead,
In search of only; she.
Soft waves soak me,
With a gush of pristine…
I quest to find her,
Amidst the waves of blue.
The scent of her,
Brings me close…
To make me ponder,
Who I chose?
One to the heart,
One to the soul…
On its way,
Clung to the shore.
Who knocks inside,
And what does it say…
Can she be my answer,
My heart knows it all.
Wish to…wish;
I wish to isolate on a lonely island…
With spreads of blue,
And white cushions to sink my two.
Life of aqua blue,
Layered in dives of untouched clues.
Green moss to gather,
Bring carpets on old leather.
Tropical wine; a sweet linger,
Fruit divine for the thirsty soul.
Stringed bikinis tightly wrapped,
Vagabonds are free to roam.
Simple life and forget all cares,
Naked love is all I swear.
Sometimes I wish…
This is the life,
To run me deep.
And awaken my soul.
Bang on…
The banks of happiness.
Clung tight…
To the shores of inner peace.
Is this me?
Yes, it was…
And, is always me!
~ The Wanderer.
Ami
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