~The Land of the Golden Sands~

Sounds to me, that you see
Whats beyond, and whats to be
Why don't you,
take my hand
and show me the land,
of the golden sands.
Where the minds flee,
and the hearts meet.
Where the sun sets into the ocean slow,
and comes out at dark with a shiny blue glow.
The beaches are made of golden sands,
and they are as long as you could ever glance.
A calm soothing tune plays from the depth of the jungle,
and people do nothing all day but make love and dandle.
oh take me there please, I have no where to go
oh take me there please, I have no where left to go
oh take me there please, I really want to go
There is no hope there, there is no despair
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Only joy and love, fill the air

comments appreciated
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I like this poem. It is very simple with a nice image.

Peace and love

 

i want to go to the golden sands, it sounds like a beautiful serene place, it paints a very good mental image, thank you for the for the poem

 

Thanks for the comments