This poem was inspired by thoughts of a friend living on Grand Cayman Island
Sipping On Ice
Lips gently caressing and sipping on ice
Seeking sparkling wishes, a dreamers device
Feeling the warmth of the same chivalrous star
Shining with memories of your smile, a gift from afar
Coral blue oceans surround you; whilst a warm breeze kisses your hair
Fondly spoken stories, one small giggle and you’re there
A wine filled glass now lipstick marked, not once but deftly twice
Your lips gently caressing and sipping on ice
Gorgeous words...I can smell the ocean and suncream.
ReplyDeleteThank you Denyse for your delightful comment :) Gray
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