These eyes have glazed upon the  beauty of the mountains

…On a deserted island…

The listening ear has heard cheery tunes

…From the birds in flock…

I’ve tasted the sweetest exotic fruits

…Danced nude along the beach…

While the sun kissed my clammy skin

…In the evening…

Lying beneath a palm tree

The white sands stings, and cools my body

…As I am in peace…

On a deserted island

With my feet buried in the sand

…Staring the moon…

Vera Robinson

8-26-16

4:03 PM

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