Wisp of white on blue,
Glowing sand
Like biscuit grains.
An aeroplane glides down,
Landing with silent cheers.
This azure sky
Makes me smile,
Calms the darkness
In my heart-
A rare emotion
Thanks to serotonin
Or perhaps an excess
Of vitamin D.
Tiny tapas on
Terraces
Bleached with sun,
Bordered with palm trees.
Rich red rioja
On rooftop bars.
I am sweltering,
Drowning my sorrows
In heat and happiness,
Skin brown like a berry,
A wealthy shade of tanned.
This is what I call enjoyment;
Not making babies and
Watching them grow
Or clambering
On the property ladder.
I am a traveller,
A wandering soul.
Trapped in this World
Like a fish in a bowl.
The never satisfied girl
Living this paperback life.
A world in a suitcase
Fit for a mermaid queen.
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