Sounds of crashing waves
against the pearl
white sand.
Memories of you and I
under the blue lit moon.
Water running across
our sun drenched bodies.
Our bodies entangled
amongst you and I.
Waves run at our feet
as we walk hand and hand
with the world
gleaming in the moonlight.
We stop and starred
eyes locked upon each other
saying those three words.
Speaking only with our eyes.
Sun rises on our final day.
The pearl sand was gleaming.
We walked the sand, felt
the rushing sea.
Sid goodbye to the perfect dream.
Jan 27, 2011
Jan 27, 2011 at 7:29 PM UTC
Sounds of crashing waves
against the pearl
white sand.
Memories of you and I
under the blue lit moon.
Water running across
our sun drenched bodies.
Our bodies entangled
amongst you and I.
Waves run at our feet
as we walk hand and hand
with the world
gleaming in the moonlight.
We stop and starred
eyes locked upon each other
saying those three words.
Speaking only with our eyes.
Sun rises on our final day.
The pearl sand was gleaming.
We walked the sand, felt
the rushing sea.
Sid goodbye to the perfect dream.
1-28-11
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