Tropical beaches and open blue waters,
Warm winds and soft ocean breezes surround her being.
No cares, no worries, her mind on hold, free from everyday toil.
Her lover aside, moist skin touches, soft lips supple.
Open eyes, 6:30 rings, babies calling,
Wash waiting, bath water drains, beds to change,
Head pounding, ocean spray distant, lover took flight.
Ride the bull by the horns to get to the night,
Hey, why me, where is my ocean blue and sands so white?
Babies arms open, smiles enduring, love in their eyes,
Brown eyes cry, oceans of blue return, thoughts of purpose occur.
Hey, why me, how blessed I am to be.
