I Dream Again


Of feet wrapped in sandals of wet sand
Of a billion sun rays I can touch by hand
Of blue waters, and ivory birds
I dream again
 
I feel the wind ruffling up my hair
The face gets a kiss from the sun, up there
Of my travels getting etched on to my skin
I dream again
 
Hidden corners from tourist spots
A dusty novel from a roadside shop
Of every memory that promises to begin
I dream again
 
Lie in cool waters and the calm seeps in
There’s acoustic guitar and whiskey till the rim
Of moonlit mistakes and languid nights
I dream again
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