Sunday, April 3, 2011

A trip to the beach

mean what you say
say what i mean
name the birds who've known no name

learn guitar
brighten overcast days
embrace emotions burying flames

question truths that may have won
smile in spite of the holes within
while away sleepless hours til the sun
cry over all that might have been

take your truth to the beach
pack butterflies, sunscreen, luv and sparks
sit with the sand and wave adieu
i'll take your hand in the dark



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