The Moon, the Waves and You
The waves were gently beating
against the stark white sand
as we stood together gazin
out where there was no land.
Just endless, rolling ocean
with a caressing, scented breeze.
The stuff that dreams are made of
that brings you to your knees.
Our bodies close together
our hearts in perfect time
We'd finally found the one place
we thought we'd never find.
Lary Houston
Copyright © Lary Houston | Year Posted 2012
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