Wednesday, May 11, 2011

give me

give me
guitars on shell streaked beaches
candles burning past midnight
give me an honest fortune
and drunk stumbling down cobblestone streets
give me poems again
painted words dripping on your tongue
give me the crash of a wave
the rise of the sun
give me moonlit swimming
and gentle waves
give me salty hair and chinese food in our swimsuits
give me footprints
big and little
give me braided bracelets and shell necklaces
give me the poetry of a life lived like this

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