I lie on the hot sand
Face turned to the side
Arms above my head
The sun beating down on my back
I hear the murmurs
Of people talking
Over the roar of the ocean
As I drift into semi-consciousness
I crack an eye open
See the sweat glisten
As it seeps from my arm
A little rivulet in the crook of my elbow
I love it here
It's peaceful and serene
This beach is special
The happy place I've been looking for
Saturday, July 18, 2009
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