"MIND'S EYE"

One soul night with margarita negra! Dozing upon the deck chair. Wondering If this untiring waves to tuck under the seabed, To praise the hues of pearls stuck in clams. If this cool breeze to soothe thy balming soul, To stride across the red carpet walk. If this glittering stars to shoot on me, Craving for the inevitable shimmers among dark slithering moves. Whatsoever with this negra, There goes mine self centred fantasy -MONA . T