summer dreams
By moonstar
a careless breeze tousels my hair and awakens my skin sunkissed warm blades of grass tickle the small of my back making it arch making me smile an ocean spray leaves my lips tingling salty moist waves crash and my heart pounds in awe of the gentle strength of the graceful movement a melody plays softly far in the distance pulling my eyes open- what sort of hunger leaves my stomach feeling so... ~hollow~ on this first day of spring summer paid a visit and brought me a memory of you Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 24 2002 08:26 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"a careless breeze..."