Thursday, December 20, 2012

The Tranquility



Every time I go down to the river bank I remember when we sat on the dew painted grass and watched the sunrise above us as we gasped we would be that powerful one day. I remember the hot summer days splashing cool, crisp water on each other until one of us was dared to kiss the other. And I remember the serenity of the perfect nights in your arms. I hope wherever you are you can agree there was magnificence there. 

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