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Aug 2014
its early morn sitting on this sandy beach
your waves are my soothing touch
tickling my toes bring a smle to this face
your rythm is a constant
sure desire to calm my thoughts
when the fog evaporates, the cool breeze
penetrates my senses
hazy eyes clear as the sun's eyelids
open to warm the day
I started counting the grandules of sand
but realized that would take an eternity
time I don't have
the hope is that we can walk this shoreline
the footprints will dissolve into your
abyss
rearrange them and return them to us
on your soothing waves
let the ****** oath of desire like you
never end
Written by
tom krutilla  justice, illinois
(justice, illinois)   
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