The Island


Let's go there now.  

This island 
you've built 
for us.  

I see it surrounded 
not by the sound of the surf 
but the beating of 
your heart next to mine.  

No sun to warm us 
instead 
we bask in the glow 
of love's flame.  

The sun 
shines down 
on our little island 
and the tropic nights 
sing our lullaby.  

Our island.
  
Here.
    
With you.

(C) 2019 Penny Wilson

Image by Leonardo Valente from Pixabay 

 

About Penny Wilson Writes

Penny Wilson is a freelance writer who writes in several genres. She has written articles for WOW Women on Writing. Her poetry has been published in online journals, such as Ariel Chart, Spill Words Press and the Poppy Road Review. Penny is a member of the Austin Poetry Society. Her poetry has been featured in the publication America's Emerging Poets 2018 & 2019 by Z Publishing, Poets Quarterly and Dual Coast Magazine published by Prolific Press. You can find more of her writings on her blog at https://pennywilsonwrites.com/ and follow her on Twitter @pennywilson123.
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11 Responses to The Island

  1. Whoa!!! Really love this, Dear Penny!!! Bellissimo!!!
    xoxo 💖💖🌹🌹✨✨😁

    Like

  2. Lovely imagery. 🌴

    Like

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