I want to live somewhere cool
a land where palm trees grow
a place where in one hour’s drive
I’ll be in mountain snow.
Someplace with orange, tangerine, and avocado trees
where afternoon’s ocean breeze
will gently sway their leaves.
Where blonde girls in tight tops will suck
sticky popsicles
as cops pass by, wearing shorts
while riding bicycles.
City, suburbs, country too
Lots of hilly humps.
Deep blue skies and fluffy clouds
For days and weeks and months.
I’ll live somewhere near the beach
and call it paradise.
I’ll stick my toes in the sand
and think “Ah, this is nice”.
I’ll watch the sun set every night
with Heineken in hand
and thank my lucky stars I’m finally in the promised land. http://www.fodors.com/wire/Carryon-relaxing-beach.jpg
