Trade Winds gently beckon
Calling me back home
Sweet Coconut Oil
Fresh Shrimp frying
Such delicious fragrance
My Haole sunburned skin
Dancing in the hot shower
As I rinse her salty essence
My soul belongs to her
Exotic Island Lady
Her sand between my toes
Her breath
Tickles my fond ears
Melts away my fears
Dries my homesick tears
Landlocked days are numbered
I was born on ocean time
Such reverence in my rhyme
Paradise sublime
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2011
