Saturday, March 7, 2009

i dig my toes into the sand
the ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket
i lean against the wind
pretend that i'm weightless
and in this moment, i am happy.
i wish you were here.
i lay my head unto the sand.
the sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it.
i'm counting UFOs
i signal them with my lighter
and in this moment i am happy.
i wish you were here.







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