Hold my hand
on this buttery beach
where star fish and fiddler crabs
romance sands,
french bread and tides and moon light
wait
to beckon
waxing candles,
which ripple over driftwood,
as we skip
here and there
i am not sure whether or not
our footprints will ever
wash away
Simple, lovely and beautiful. Thanks for this.
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Thanks so much 🙂
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Thanks:)
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Thanks 🙂
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Thank you:)
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Beautiful 🦋
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Thanks:)
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Such uplifting and joyous words. My good mood just got better!!
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🙂
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This one’s my favourite. “buttery beach” is pure genius! x
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:)… thanks so much
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Quite beautiful 👏
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Thanks:)
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Making memories that last forever, ah love
what a wonderful poem!
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