i live where you vacation

i grew up on white sand

we had palm trees in place of bodegas

and who needs an alarm clock when your body rests under an open sky and swaying branches?

i am paradise

you can walk on my waters and drown in my waves

bloom under my sun and put your tongue to my taste

i am a walking paradise

your currency curves to my thighs

and my clouds trace your sky

you borrow me for moments at time

to escape your harsh winters, to reminisce on a feeling so sublime

i am paradise

goats, iguanas, chickens and lizards are the only traffic you'll meet

and if you squint just right, you can find who swims in my sea

i am paradise

moving you with rhythms mother nature let me keep when you dragged her from africa

and jungle fever is just another way of saying that you need an excuse to understand why we're so f.cking beautiful...

truth is, any baby born under my mother's sun can only bloom beautiful enough to grace the gods and inspire mankind to fall to his knees, wet his mouth and get to work

and yes, we taste as good as we look,

so let us feed your hunger

and nourish your imagination

because you discovered color in our landscape,

breath in our water

and life in our ashes

i am paradise

and there are no traffic lights to slow me down

so ride my waves, fast or slow

till the sun sets over us

this is paradise.

come again.