This is a really nice poem, and being here, I’m used to my island I wouldn’t have thought of such a poem. This sparked something in me 🙂 lol Great job Shannon ❤
My dreams are the colour of the waters off Hellshire.
Echoes of soca bounce down the street to sing me a lullaby.
Scents of coconut & sweetwood smoke drift towards me as I drift towards sleep.
The memory of your warm skin is blanket enough.
Even at this cold distance.