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.