She’s a pretty little thing
Who treads lightly
She’s a wild little thing
And rather spritely

Don't worry about catching her
Darling, you never can
Just enjoy the show and smile
While she plays with her toes in the sand

Between those smirks and side glances
Dreams and summer romances
She sips and she hums and she dances
While she plays with her toes in the sand

Behind the tears, inside the lies
A thousand slowly dying sunsets

From the esoteric Asia
to the wild Amazon,
I feel my spirit standing still
while life is rushing on
Kaleidoscope of countries
melting in my dreamy eyes
For now I sit and wonder
at the blue panoptic skies

In that dusty timid light of dawning day
Of which I am familiar
Her eyes are every color under the sun
Her hair is tussled, teak, and tawny
The bricks of the unspoken boundary, built by a hushed breath
I  can almost taste the horizon of her sand dune skin
But then
She smiles
And opens her kaleidoscope eyes