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Sep 2016
Camper parked by the lake, Friday Afternoon
feet in the water under an early rising moon
cooler full of sonic ice, and margarita mix
blender on the table soon it will fix

Chile pepper party lights already in full glow
guitarron beat hits hard in the mariachi flow
discada full of shrimp as the friends arrive
drinks and shrimp fajitas, let you know you are alive

Meteorites streak a trail across the August night
moon smiles like the Cheshire cat, not sharing much light
bikini-clad women dance to the Mexican beat
the stars and ladies are a stunning visual treat

Cozumel is where you make it
no matter how far from home
Friends and food and lots of *****
you just made port on your cruise
Summer Sun or summer night
Tequila tasting makes you feel right

Saturday morning, skiing and fishing
it's not the tropics, but its better than wishing
Sombrero on my head to shade the summer sun
sitting in my bag chair in the water lots of fun

Lounge chairs on the beach, bikinis on display
splish splash and laughter as the women play
while we a just miles, from our home station
having a good time, just like we're on vacation

Guys gather around, for Cuban cigars
day drifts into the night's beautiful stars
Couples start slow dancing in the summer night breeze
lots of contented sighs let out with a loving squeeze

Cozumel is where you make it
no matter how far from home
Friends and food and lots of *****
you just made port on your cruise
Summer Sun or summer night
Tequila tasting makes you feel right
The Fire Burns
Written by
The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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     --- and The Fire Burns
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