On the Beach
sand warm beneath her feet
hair falling soft upon her shoulders
gathered skirt of linen rippling in the breeze
for him ... she waits
On the Beach
sand warm beneath her feet
hair falling soft upon her shoulders
gathered skirt of linen rippling in the breeze
for him ... she waits
thecross commented on On the Beach
04-26-2010
04/26/2010
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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