Cruisers sailing Caribbean seas,
Planes flying above palm trees,
I land on the One Happy Island,
I mark my footprints on the sand.
Happiness begins coast to coast,
Tourists filming pink flamingos,
Some kids diving by the shore,
I have a look at the craft store.
Island breeze, wind in my hair,
My tanned skin, my floral shirt,
I heard they like skinny pretty guys,
With style and glowing amber eyes.
Cotton candy clouds above the bay,
I just love the sound of the waves,
Crystal horizons, never gray skies,
Blue wine, forever summer vibes.
Hot ex-husbands ready to have fun,
They join the club, I watch and laugh,
Hot single guys looking for paradise,
I join a cocktail flight, a sunny cab ride.
I'm the prince of The Eagle Beach,
My teenage dream, my holiday wish,
Stars dance when the sun goes down,
I dress fancy clothes for party in town.
Velvety starry night, midnight sun,
Fireworks and neon lights at the club,
Drinks, love affair, joy is in the air,
Boys and boys and girls and girls.
Party all night long, karaoke starts,
I sing "I'm yours" by Jason Mraz,
Applauses, he sees me from the bar,
I drink my Cherry Bourbon Smash.
He comes right to me and says: Hi!
I blush, he has a charming smile,
He loves my accent and my vocals,
Oh my! I confess I love the locals!.
The whole club is partying like Gatsby,
He offers me a getaway after party,
I wink an eye and accept the invitation,
I sing once again, standing ovation.
We walk by the beach, holding hands,
Bonfire night, he's playing the guitar,
His sexy buzz cut and my hair dyed,
Deep ocean blue eyes looking in mine.
Two lovers kissing in the moonshine
Two mermen sinking into starlight,
We see an endless flicker of romance,
A haunting melody, a farewell dance.
A warm purple haze after dancing,
A secret swim before the dawning.
P.S. To The Bartender.
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BLOOM
Short StoryAn elegy to the past experiences I have faced along the years. The end of a decade but the start of an age. This is my autobiography, My legacy to all of you. Bloom to yourself. 🌸
