Monday, April 1, 2013

Hidden Beaches

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 am weightless
And in this moment I am happy

I lay my head into the sand
The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it

I wish you were here

Wish you were here.

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