Monday, January 17, 2011

Float On

The sun has set three times (I think) since the storm sank the boat. All I have are the whales coming up for air at night and the suns blaze throughout the day.  I'd give anything not to be wet anymore!  Only enough food and water for four maybe five more days, if I'm lucky...  I miss "ground"... And shelter... Most of all I miss you.  Oh your smell, those deep brown eyes, and silky hair.  The curve of your hips.  If I knew I could make it I'd swim all the way home just to watch you sleep one more time.  Know what I think I will! SPLASH!

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