©April 2000 by Tanti
I saw her, she walked down my street; pass my house
waved and smiled.
It must be her; the one in my dreams
The one to take me away; away from all this
Will you hold my hand?
Brush my hair?
Run naked in the sand?
The cool sandy beaches, we lay as one
Arms, legs intertwined
Hair tossled;tangled;wet and matted to our skin
Salty lips, grainy tongues
Making slow, passionate love
The sunsets, the sunrise
Beautiful shiny gray eyes
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