miércoles, 14 de octubre de 2015

Caribbean Skies



Caribbean Skies


Nothing so far from ice
Even if sometimes you can see
At noon the whitish of sea

The salt comes from the sweat
Of a drunken dark skinned
Happy dancing crowd

Nothing so close to heaven
The dullest seabird can tell you
Mountains ain't a good place to be

Where the sweetest sugarcane grows
Is where rum flows
Like a warm and sunny rain

Beneath the favorable omen
Of the Caribbean skies
Me deserves to be for a long while


Para Elia

VABM 12/oct/2015

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