Instinctively

Wind blows over the bay raindrops tap dance on the rooftop a lullaby drift off to the sweetest reverie colorful images seagrass gray blue waters a backdrop to footprints in the sand a glance over my shoulder a smile my heart is full joy and laughterbut I feel empty loss, longingI touch my mouth instinctively …

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Time cruises around like a hotshot in a sports car Top down, wind blowing; head shaking moments Fingers tapping the steering wheel to a song not yet written Unburdened freedom is better than a first kiss; well, almost Or that last look waving goodbye summers end drift Time is an orphan, belonging to no one; …

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