Day Dream
I am lying on my stomach,
on the warm tropic sand.
Revelling in the caress,
of my lovers hand,
as she applies the oil to me.
Sending shivers up my spine,
It is pure ecstacy.
I hear the sea,
as it pounds the shore.
The ceaseless crying,
of the sea birds.
As they search for food,
for ever more.
The coconut palms,
as they rustle in the breeze.
Then damn it, I sneeze.
I open my eyes,
I'm still in the same old place.
And nothing has changed,
except for the smile upon my face.
Tango.
Poetry by Tango
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Written on 2009-10-20 at 22:29
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