colors shooting through me
the sand caresses my feet
as i walk along the shore
i looked for you
by the foam of the sea
but you don't live there anymore...
the colored wind shoots through me
and my gasp is held
a thousand words is not enough
to buy the stories i've to sell...
it breaks and burns and hurts
but the ocean spray sooths my wounds
passing over my soft pale skin
i know ill see you soon...
though soon's not soon enough
as my tears of pink roll down
as far away as you are
you still spin me round and round...
i love you every moment
happy, angry, sad...
come back home and spoon me
and remind me of what we've always had.
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this guy doesn't even come close... Okay, I'll Start with Switch, because I just mentioned him in the comment box of my last hub. This guy was wierd. I was working at a place called...lets just call it cinerjerks....
Poetry by the pink umbrella. Enjoy!
"one day ill walk away and say, you disappoint me... your better off this way..."