Like a Tourist

As the morning comes thoughts begin to wonder how to live like a tourist could walk the beach to see the sunrise have fresh fruit and banana pancakes for dinner, eat shrimp with a shot of tequila take my photo next to the heart stature go shopping at the local market take a nap in the afternoon dance under the stars go back to sleep When I awake again I feel like a tropical tourist stretch against my silky sheets smell the sweetness of a gardenia see gauze curtains flutter in warm breeze hear the doves coo and a woodpecker chatter arise to find fresh squeezed orange juice at the small thatched roof restaurant where musicians play love songs as vendors come to your table with trinkets and jewelry With delighted eyes I stroll back through town say hello to friendly merchants buy a blue straw hat to shade my eyes talk to a green and purple parrot in a store then sample some fresh roasted nuts as I near the street where I live my mind is fully freshened and a smile blossoms