Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter

Saturday, January 17, 2004

Daydream

Wearing jeans on the beach
in the off season,
I'm dreaming of a blue sky,
sunlight on sand, warms days,
long walks, slow kisses,
eyes closed, a heart
coming home to light,
to play, laugh, living love
in full, honest knowing.

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