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I lay in the tall grass sprawled out, bare feet The sun kisses my skin; pale in reflection From my forehead to my eyelids, my eyelashes casting shadows then to my cheek bones, to the tip of my nose leading down to my lips, I feel the warmth of sunshine's slight kiss The slow breeze swirls around my face and I can smell the slight trace of strawberries emanating from my hair tangling with the air I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and sigh then look up to the sky, and smile In this moment, I think of you butterflies flutter, and the blood rushes to my cheeks Then I realize, it's just a fantasy My dream of me and you, will never come true Suddenly, the sky isn't so blue and I my arms feels so empty the clouds roll in, and block out the sun I'm forgetting your voice, and I notice my hands are grasping at my heart, this is where the hole resides, and it aches every thought of you, takes a smile and a wince I sit up now, head down one tear rolls down my cheek because this is all I can do as much as it pains me to say, I love you but like the clouds, you just rolled on through
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Apr 27, 2010
Apr 27, 2010 at 8:42 PM UTC
A Smile and A Wince
I lay in the tall grass sprawled out, bare feet The sun kisses my skin; pale in reflection From my forehead to my eyelids, my eyelashes casting shadows then to my cheek bones, to the tip of my nose leading down to my lips, I feel the warmth of sunshine's slight kiss The slow breeze swirls around my face and I can smell the slight trace of strawberries emanating from my hair tangling with the air I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and sigh then look up to the sky, and smile In this moment, I think of you butterflies flutter, and the blood rushes to my cheeks Then I realize, it's just a fantasy My dream of me and you, will never come true Suddenly, the sky isn't so blue and I my arms feels so empty the clouds roll in, and block out the sun I'm forgetting your voice, and I notice my hands are grasping at my heart, this is where the hole resides, and it aches every thought of you, takes a smile and a wince I sit up now, head down one tear rolls down my cheek because this is all I can do as much as it pains me to say, I love you but like the clouds, you just rolled on through
04/27/10 I could lie under a tree in the tall grass, no shoes, on a beautiful day for hours. It's one of my favourite things to do. I'd like to do it with you.
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Apr 27, 2010
Apr 27, 2010 at 8:42 PM UTC
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