Teal Decadent

Wanderlust has led me everywhere along lucid wishes rustic landscape; There is nothing that can really compare, you don’t have to go far for an escape; Adorned with a luscious cyan ocean lies a city full of artistic dreams; Holding those giving the Muse devotion, it truly is as vibrant as it seems; Skyscrapers with electric graffiti, their designs seem to mimic the weather; Shining light on this grandiose city the eye of the storm it’s epicenter; You smell salt water mixed with gasoline, that vibe is so aggressively polite; Walking that boardwalk hologram pristine, stars decorate a sky filled with daylight; Familiar yet you cannot place the scent; With a long inhale you are transported to a flush Mecca so teal decadent.