If I could have a lodge
at the sea somewhere
preferably at the south coast,
could lie in the sun
would you come along
and drive into my dreams
and paint the walls like a castle
where only you and I can stay?
We would make fruit salad
from our own bananas,
mangoes and papaws
and would fish every day,
fry barracouta on the coals
and there we might
fall madly in love
and you would paint and hang up paintings
while I try to catch a few words
on paper.
If I could have a lodge
at the sea somewhere
would you come along
come on... what do you say?
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