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Saute

Saute(jump) Foreigner a tomorrow packed suitcase for dream smile digging sand runs free Heart beside lover lie hand in hand rubbed and relaxed by wave Sun nips at shade Shade brushes sun lovers games frisky fun In each other disappear Fear demands Memory Shame looms impatient Beach points elated Moon buried him beyond where Sea touches Sky ....... and my, my, my, my, my How that ship did sail!

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Date: 4/21/2015 11:11:00 AM
Ships sailing--some do not sail far enough away and get stuck just beyond the harbor..LOL Nice peek into some stolen moments on the beach.. ~Jan
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Brian Martin
Date: 4/21/2015 4:35:00 PM
Right! Some too near. Reading e.e. cummings was inspiration. Thank you for your nice comment Jan.

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