I wish I were in Timbuktu

In the middle of nowhere

with you.

I wish I were teetering on a

mountain top

stretching to see

your ship on the horizon.

I wish I were in thick jungle

swinging through the

trees

with you chasing after me.

I wish I were

selling pineapples on the beach

within your reach.

I wish I were a sunny sky

on your rainy day.

 

 

Wish Swish

Caught in the wind of

SANDY

wishes fly

away.

 

 

 

 

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