Paradise

You are a deserted island, beautiful, exotic and rare. I am stuck on you and thirsty as hell.

And as I explore all that you are, shapes and colors, barren and naked, I find myself starving for more.

You are the only one I see, as you wave to me repeatedly as if we were meeting again and again for the very first time.

And the further I move away from you, the more you pull me back in to remind me that there is only you and I.

This is paradise.