I sit on the shore, writing out my thoughts in sand
Hoping the waves can steal from mind, as from my hand.
Erase the memories, dreams and gone-so-soons,
Pull them out, and drive them away by the moon.
Hoping the waves can steal from mind, as from my hand.
Erase the memories, dreams and gone-so-soons,
Pull them out, and drive them away by the moon.
1 comments:
Oh my goodness, I love this! It is simply breathtaking.
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