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Lying in the sun hoping for some tan. Just lying on the rough small stones that are making marks in my back as the time and the place makes marks in my soul. Marks that I carry all year long marks that I long for until we meet again.
Feet in the water, waves kissing my legs: up and down, up and down…
Sun caressing my skin, burning my eyes.
You giving me the space I need, but here somewhere: the way I need you to be.
I can hear you, it feels nice, I know I’m safe. |
posted by calamity @ 10/30/2006 07:13:00 pm   |
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