Sunday, December 10, 2006

Beaches....

You gave me a small taste of you,
& now you leave me wanting more.

I spend time thinking and regretting,
of how I let something slip pass,
and how I could have brought it with me to the present.

You leave me;
Thoughtful in the day,
Distracted during work,
Frustrated afterwards,
& restless in the night,

You're dangerous. That I will say.

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