Hula Dance #poetry

 

your voice

cascades

in the Tahitian sun

sound of ukuleles

fills the air

the hula dance

incenses

my hot blood

ripe

pineapples

dream

of being

bitten

sky

blue waters

divine peace

a place

that knows

no evil creature.  

 

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