For Anoucheka Gangabissoon's After The Party, I Woke Up On A Tropical Island Poetry Contest
Having partied all night on a yacht and then fallen to sleep on a cot, how strange it all was when I woke because on the cot on the yacht I was not! On a tropical island was I, looking up at a beautiful sky. Asleep by my side I saw the tour guide - a charming and gorgeous young guy. I’d blacked out when a storm sunk our boat, but somehow with this man I did float to this nice tiny spot, Like the guy, it was hot and from civilization – remote. As it turns out, the man knew all ways to survive, and we’d been there for days. Well, days became years, but I’ve got no fears. For the man-mate I’m with never strays!
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