I is for – Island Time DR

Searching for island time
through drifting dreams.
Oh for these dreams of mine
of shifting sands.

Rows of palm trees swaying
a gentle breeze.
Tranquil music playing
a drink in hand.

Beach chair calls out my name
on sun-kissed sand.
My heart alive, aflame
with love of land.

Awakened!  Absent click,
the clock has stopped.
It has ticked it’s last tick,
Tocked it’s last tock!

Time stands alone and still,
no worldly cares.
My sand, my beach, my thrill,
my dream, my peace.

Where time stands still.

My island, my island time.

 

♪♫**..**♫♪ ~_/) ~Living on Island Time~ _/)~♪♫**..**♫♪

 

 

Listen to the palms …

~Loca Gringa

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