the beach wouldn't let me leave it behind
and oh, do i know that feeling,
even too familiar. don't leave me behind,
i'll follow.
it takes awhile for me to bloom,
a corporeal flower arriving late to springtime tea.
with sandy toes i'm knocking; i hope
you don't mind that i've lost my shoes.
08.2012
2 comments:
Oh, I really like the second stanza. I think many beautiful ' flowers' take their time!
what a meaningful comment, thank you! i think so too! xo
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