Luxury Beach Escapes

I’m not an heiress, or footballer’s wife,

but I revel in luxury, the high-end life.

My greatest indulgence, my heart’s delight,

a waterfront hotel, bathed in natural light.

The perfect view as palm trees sway,

Organic coffee to start my day.

Danish pastries, fruit so sweet,

continental spreads, a generous treat.

Fit for a princess, a bath with a view,

fancy amenities, and a rather posh loo.

Crisp white linen, Egyptian thread,

a cloud of comfort beneath my head.

The shimmer of gold, the caress of suede,

a tapestry of luxe, so carefully laid.

Marble so polished it shines like glass,

avant-garde interiors and antique brass.

A gentle dip, a soft embrace,

salt on my skin from the ocean’s grace.

People-watching, dreams come true,

as waves roll in with liquid blue.

Plush loungers, perfectly placed,

where sun-soaked hours drift untraced.

Lavish surroundings, service divine,

a haven of splendour, a world so fine.

Lunch alfresco, just steps from the sea,

served with a cocktail, crafted for me.

A place to rest as time holds still,

the perfect spot to sit and chill.

An inviting spa, a world apart,

where age-old rituals soothe the heart.

A touch so skilled, a scent so rare,

my skin is healed with the utmost care.

Dinner’s an event, I dress to impress,

sun kissed, recharged and feeling my best.

Beachside bliss with a touch of bling,

luxury beach escapes are my favourite thing.

- Amanda Shand