Right there
Heavyhearted and nowhere at home
imagining diving through her
beautiful hair and a kiss on the
neck, she does the same, no word.
a sea of people, only she shines out
a blink, a smile, desire unspoken
just sharing and caring, a slight
breeze and sunlight, toes burried
in the wet sand. A loveletter every
day and then again her hair. No
more dreams, because she will be
right there.
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