Ocean Breeze And Palm Trees
I once heard someone told me
that the beach is our utopian paradise
where the ocean breeze meets the horizon
and where the sun
would blow its warm kisses down at us
A glorious place
where we can slide down
the barks of the palm trees
with a bundle of coconuts
to crack open with a machete in the sand
taking sips of Sky Juice
to energize our hearts
where the gin hidden within
would have us gazing at the clouds
floating above the palm tree leaves
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