Is this paradise?
In the back of my mind
there are no surprises;
it’s the way I want it.
There’s a hair in your face
that the wind plays with;
it dances
just a little bit.
It’s blue sunshine
on a sea of white.
I can taste it;
It’s like citrus on my chin.
And I start over,
all over again.
I’m a sea breeze
wrapped around your skin;
If I untangle,
will you take me in?
It’s blue sunshine
on a sea of white.
Is this paradise?
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