Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Bleakness of the sun rays piercing warmth upon our hazel skin Hands of two souls entwined as one Backs upon the ivory sands of time Crystal rushing waves crash around cooing Come to me Take my hand Run away With me Take your life and toss it far into the ocean depths Sink your sorrows upon the seas Will you be mine, will you? - philoism

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