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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 estacy.
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,
rustle in the breeze,
then god damn it, I sneeze.
I open my eyes,
I'm still in the same old place.
Nothing has changed,
except for the smile upon my face.
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