my feet were webbed to the sand as a funny duck.
I waddled and you smiled, so my rouge cheeks were in praise of that beautiful gift.
flip flopping, chasing you round the beach.
you screamed in fake horror as I sneaked upon your body,
I grabbed you fiercely and threw you onto the cotton blanket,
looked into your eyes, where the ocean became a gaze,
where our arms were held together with the sunshine,
where I first knew I would have to live without you one day,
but not that day, so I enjoyed it with all my heart.
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Climbing Up Out Of The Ashes
PoetryA Poetry Collection About The Dark Side Of Falling In Love With The Wrong Person And Making Your Way Out Of The Fire...Breath by Breath...Exhaling The Smoke & Breathing In Fresh Air Again. #100poemsin100days challenge beginning August 21- November 2...
