Geography tells us about a beautiful island
invention by wood and water in the Caribbean,
upon this sunny terrain pleasures stands tall,
and opens the gate of paradise to entertain all.
See the glow in the sky when the sun bends low,
and dipped stunning view into the blue sea below,
distinction wash white sands upon wishing shores,
where we lay engage in rows of intrinsic paradise.
Those who come take their turn for different choices,
with this in mind; the preoccupation of tropical paradise
many try to find a key to adopt this kind of lifestyle,
but it will take a greater sum to bring out a perfect smile.
For this island is paradise waiting to be discovered,
A kingdom where uncovered dreams are gathered,
to explore the shifting brilliance fanaticism in a trance,
embrace the accolades which we will always reminisce.
Flashes advance the myth but never quiet lift off the cliffs,
West End becomes the place where excitement drifts,
all carnal things the spirituals scorned and mocked,
suddenly they are the main attractions to reach the top.
From this island a new name will reach other distant lands,
and mark the silken silhouette with all kind s of depths.
of sunset floating streams with ruses to find and spend,
on self absorbed insight values of the perceptive mind.
For on this island paradise is the dwelling place of heaven,
This kingdom come down upon earth gave gifts to men,
When opportunity clears the path the mystic hope is waiting,
along will come the rapture and leave bodies still sun tanning.
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