3.15.2009

When I close my eyes.

Imagination, is all I do,
Cause everytime I try something new,
It always fails, doesn't come true,
I don't boo hoo, I try it duece,
I think of oceans, I think of blue,
I want to get away like my path were skew,
Crispy breeze, in Belize,
Can I have a big ass beach towel please,
Just relax, sun on my back,
This shrimp cocktail is just a snack,
On the sand, next to thighs,
I take you to the hotel and multiple,
Wife beater, Tiki Shorts,
You look better with the bikini-skirt,
With some rum, on the rocks,
Chilling in the trees in which birds flock,
To, before, dusk comes around,
This moment right is significantly profound,
What a day, what can I say,
This is what happens when my thoughts, drift away...

2 comments:

nonie g said...

yeah isnt that like everyones lil fantasy. beach. comfort. get away.
tight, i liked it!

Khyote said...

Yea. I think about shit like this a lot though. If only I could meet a rich girl.