Heavy droopy eyes, an anchor attached to each as I pay for the night.

Warm and soft lines of light beam through the cracked blinds,

Coffee’s caffeine buzz and sweet sticky taste of syrup to the nines.

The scent of pastel pink roses and vibrant color of morning glories on their vines,

Eyes darting through a book so intensely, I might miss a few lines.

Clear and gentle waves tickling my ankles while the water glitters and shines,

Soft blue sky filled with beautifully shaped clouds, some of the rarest finds.

Horizons fire tones and warm glow of the ending day it reminds,

To my heart this place quickly binds.

And keeps my heart as I leave to continue this trip the next night.