she waits with her feet in the sand
feeling every grain between her toes
as if it was all she has of him to hold
so climb into my dream
we’ll fly into the sand
a sea of broken glass
spread across its shore
and it shall all return
to the chaotic normalcy from
where it began
and I am in love with you
and the sea
and the sand
Friday, October 26, 2007
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Thanks for writing this.
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