Dream

Your face gleaming in the first rays of the sun

bronze, yellow, tinged with colours

watching waves run to us, oblivious to hours

We scout our beach for shells

that would remind us of that one day

where sands of time and tides of joy

were ours to breathe in-

Breathe in solitude

of each other’s presence..

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About meenavid

Pensive thinker. Jumping bean. Loud thoughts. Loudmouth. Extreme. Ordinary. Twenty and something but what the heck, still a kid. Make a happy mess everywhere- or not. Indecisive. You see? Sigh.

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