I sat back in the
chair
within the midst
of the thick Floridian
atmosphere
that clung to my
skin
& stole my breath
away
the woman at the
spa
cleverly eviscerated
my tension
I was told to breathe
& close my eyes
as she put the tiny cool
cloth pieces over
them
"*think of the
beach
wind through your
hair
feet against the warm
sand...
...now think of who
you're with
husband, friend, family...*"
& for a while I was
there
completely alone on
Cocoa Beach
staring at the vast ocean
someone walks up
behind me
but it isn't anyone she
said it would be
it was you
& the ****** clever woman
gave us one minute alone
on that sandy shore
while the sun was setting
I tried to think of
things for us to talk about
but nothing came to
imagination
we stood there hand
in hand
& watched the deep
dark horizon
I can't remember the last time
I had felt so
at peace
I presume it was the best
minute
I never truly
spent
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 2:06 AM UTC
I sat back in the
chair
within the midst
of the thick Floridian
atmosphere
that clung to my
skin
& stole my breath
away
the woman at the
spa
cleverly eviscerated
my tension
I was told to breathe
& close my eyes
as she put the tiny cool
cloth pieces over
them
"*think of the
beach
wind through your
hair
feet against the warm
sand...
...now think of who
you're with
husband, friend, family...*"
& for a while I was
there
completely alone on
Cocoa Beach
staring at the vast ocean
someone walks up
behind me
but it isn't anyone she
said it would be
it was you
& the ****** clever woman
gave us one minute alone
on that sandy shore
while the sun was setting
I tried to think of
things for us to talk about
but nothing came to
imagination
we stood there hand
in hand
& watched the deep
dark horizon
I can't remember the last time
I had felt so
at peace
I presume it was the best
minute
I never truly
spent
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