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neverwas

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The yellow brick road!
the sun turns a bright orange colour
some would say the colour of fire
ripples of the waters edge lap at her feet
like children running towards lollies
the sweet smell of the ocean brings with it
her poise
her grace
moving like a feather in the wind
she glides along the waterfront
the breeze ruffling at her nighty
gently caressing her hair
her skin so smooth
like velvet cream
her wafer thin shape
flawless
the sunset provides a define silouette
the perfect backdrop
the perfect body
such beauty,elegance,attraction
imprints of her feet in the sand
washed away as the water takes over
dissappear with out a trace
like she was never there
for a moment of breathelessness
i close my eyes
i imagine
pure ecstasy
inhaling the ocean smell
smell of her hair
touch of her skin
the sweetness of her image
implanted like a tattoo on my mind
tingles run over my body
as her prescence overwhelms me
i look for her
to take another dose
shes gone
loneliness once again my only friend
 
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i think i know how this feels love, and its just as easy for the person on the beach to be yourself as anyone else. perhaps easier. *huggles*
 
This was described wonderfully.. I love the ocean.. and the sun raising while sitting on the sand...
 
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