The butterflies are crashing against my insides
Like waves on a beach
Seaweed in your toes
Sand in your hair... everywhere
They're not stopping
They're lead by a larger force
That is out of my control
Kiss my face
Twirl my hair
Wrap me around
And then I will know the truth.
Friday, January 16, 2009
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