Xanadu
The kiss of the sun as it touches skin.
The whisper of the wind as it passes.
The song of birds telling where they have been.
The flower’s smell, as sweet as molasses.
As the light shines on the foliage below,
The ocean’s fragrance intoxicates me.
My thoughts travel to the things that I know
As I relish in all my sweet mem’ries.
The place in my heart where my loved ones lie
In my mind where my memories may dance,
I store the peaceful days as they fly by
And remember them quietly by chance.
This only thing that will always ring true,
The purest paradise, my Xanadu.
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