Away
I need a vacation
a holiday per se
time sans distraction
a me kind of day
I'll gaze at your oceans
where sharks come to swim
throw out a life raft
as I delve in your sin
I'll open a bottle
of red, no make it white
we'll stare at the sunset
waiting on night
The moon will come out
and we will undress
the worries and bothers
in a life that's a mess
So I'll take me a breather
and sit down at the beach
only love sits beside me
with the world out of reach
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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