Welcome to the Caribbean,
Where romantics are born
And frosty hearts will melt;
Seduction is suntanned skin,
Sunscreen scented sexuality
And sea breeze tousled hair.
Shore lapping indigo says
Lay your nostalgia to rest
Warm your aching limbs
In tiny pebble blankets,
Close busy overburdened eyes
Breathe in rhythmic waves;
My kindness keeps you safe.
Siren song paradise pulls
At yearnings of the heart
âEveryone wants to live here
But no one wants to moveâ
Lashing rainstorm tear reminders
Of what theyâve left behind
Come home, beloved miserable
Trapped and busy souls!
All are welcome on our shores.