it was a glorious beach day. the house is bustling with sandy, sunburned surfers. music is blaring and the blender is whirring with frozen margaritas. this evening promises to be a raucus one to say the least.
yet here i am, sitting alone on the deck, writing poetry and wondering if i’ll ever get through a day without wanting you.
3 comments:
NO! WE ALWAYS WANT THAT "ONE"! BUT WE MUST GET ON WITH LIFE.
first love the new look and second what a beautifully written piece. hope you enjoyed your time away. hugs
glad you like Becca, thanks
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