Summer In Jamaica

The beacons of Caribbean ray Made sunlight spins across this hot day The heat arrives again between lush trees Shedding their plump clothes leaves. With dangling fruits on the branches Bikes dance fluently around the hills. Up through little towns and even villages Part of the parishes looks like dishes. Summer in jamaica wearing a grin with flashes of torrential rain falling Pools of water lay by the roadside beneath the stream, a mist strode Humidity blots out my vision To the crystal crisp breaching ocean Yellow bird in a cloud of immaculate stature Swirl on the lookout for higher architecture My pulse beat like a watch tower Excitement racing over into the shore Summer in jamaica raises the temperature Into the high mosquito ceiling Oxygen tight and drowning