The sun like a diamond on his russet skin
The smell of his cologne carried in the breeze.
The dark mystery in his eyes so thin,
Thanking god I came to the Florida Keys.
His name is unknown to me; I have no clue.
It’s importance is little, I do not care.
His smile like porcelain as birds abov...
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