[The waves crash against my ankles.]
By audrina
The waves crash against my ankles. I lay amongst the sand of my past and present. I stare into the baby blue sky, knowing nothing of my future. I question the existence above and lay awaiting the answers. Seaweed floats ashore, and I enjoy the deepness of its presence. Wishing I aquired the knowledge of this once living plant. Pleasing thoughts within this nature. If only life could be as simple as each grain of sands individuality. If only love could fall upon my calves as the seaweed. I would be fullfilled. Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 06:34 AM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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"The waves crash against my ankles. ..."