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October 4, 2007 – 9:18 am
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popping..
the sound of the waves
gently touching the shoreline,
the wind blowing softly
caressing willing bodies.
the feel of fine sands
on one’s feet,
the thousand stars
watching over…
the warm sea water seducing
wanting bodies,
why in the midst of all these,
without you,
it’s depressing more than exhilarating,
gloomy and sullen
more than pleasurable
what can one make happy in times such as this?
it’s not all those, no. not at all.
it’s being with you– period.
- 20 august 2005 ©
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