Sunday, February 3, 2013

all at sea

It is fun for five minutes.
Or seconds.
To pretend you are the only one in your world.
That everything and everyone is somehow outside your existence.
You float on an endless sea of quietness.
The ripples stirred by a slight breeze
That warms your skin and your soul. 
Your fingers trace the water.
You stand on a ground that feel, for once, solid. 

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