Monday, March 19, 2007

Writings from March 2007

Soon


All I want is the wind in my hair
I wanna feel the cool ocean breeze
Feel the sand between my toes
Find peace and contentment
See the sunset on the water
Let my thoughts just float away
Get in the car and drive away
Into the night I will go
I'll hold your hand
And kiss your soft lips
Right on the shore
Like we are where we should be.

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