Aquamarine Paradise
Standing on the windswept beachAquamarine greeting my eyes
In every direction
Beckoning to me
Invitation to immerse myself
Becoming one with paradise
A balm to my weary soul
Pleasure just a footstep away
On the afternoon breeze
I hear the tranquil ocean
Calling to me in a
Language only I understand
I find myself standing
At the waters edge
Inviting me to submerse myself
In paradise
Sliding into the bliss
Smiling my satisfaction
The aquamarine and I merge
The fire in my soul quenched
Poetry by Queen
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Written on 2005-06-28 at 06:38
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