The Island Poem by empty shell

The Island



Hacienda hide-a-ways
Coal fired sands
Transistor transitions
Beach towel beds
Wind motivated boats
Alcohol driven conversations
Lemon tart smiles
Montana skies
Forever frozen

Friday, September 25, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: beach
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