Thursday, April 09, 2009

Wanted: Whisker Awayer.

I am ready for a vacation.
A beach.
A book.
A tiny little umbrella.
A bikini.
Sand.
Freckles.
Sun.
Sun.
Sun.
Sleeping in.
A swim.
A poem.
A run.
A moment to just sit.
To be in love.
I want someone
to whisk me away
sweep me off my feet.

Do I ask too much?

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