A sultry Caribbean breeze, <br />Tickles our eyelids neath the parasol <br />Offered by gently swaying palms. <br />Soft hisses where the turquoise ocean <br />Tiptoes onto the sun-bleached sand, <br />Blissful sighs escape our lips as we inhale <br />Fresh ocean air, tasting the salty brine; <br />There are other sounds around us, <br />All of them elements of the ambience, <br />Couples speak in hushed tones, <br />Softly cooing to each other. <br />The language of love universal; <br />Sunshine penetrates our very souls. <br />Pale bodies affirmation <br />Of why we have come here; <br />Caribbean life slowly massages <br />Our minds, easing the tension <br />We carry like beasts of burden <br />In another place, another time; <br />Daydreams interlace with imagination, <br />As each moment slowly drifts by. <br />A sense of harmony and tranquility <br />Overwhelms the senses. <br />We surrender to the Caribbean warmth, <br />Mindful that our holiday will end, <br />But for now, we savour <br />Every single Caribbean moment! <br /> <br />© Annabel Sheila<br /><br />Nancy Crossman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/caribbean-moments/
