this life

by the waters edge
bodies soakin up heat and feelin the tides
life under coconut trees and sun-setting skies
dimples in my back pressed against the sand
silhouettes dance in your eyes
that you follow with your hands,

baby, i’m not meant for this life.
by the waters edge
in a hammock you lay
water drips down from the tropical rain
life under mountains and purple skies
eatin melon and mango, two fruit flies

ankles wrapped in all the gold I find
gentle breezes through the night,
baby, i’m not meant for this life.

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