Her Island

She’s happy on her island.
She has made it her own.
She has more than shown.
Her love supplies the sky
with sunlight. Her eyes
see a life she wants: life
by the sea. Who can
blame her? She is free
on her island. The plants
are healthy. The animals
are healthy, too. She made
the island that way. Life
thrives on her island
and I wanted to visit.
I swam across the water.
I arrived. I looked around
to find her. Not after long,
I ran into a dog that led me
to her – to you. I found you.
I thank you for letting me
on your island. I will stay
for as long as you want me.
We can sit on the beach,
with the sea within reach.

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