September 20, 2012
As I lye in the sand and listen to the waves softly lap the shore. I wait for the sun to rise over the hills and for the fog to lift. I hear the wood crack in applause to the hypnotizing dance of the fire. While the birds begin to chirp and the crickets end their symphony. I take my final gazes at the stars because I know that their light will be overcome soon. As the sun rises and the birds take flight and the fish begin to bite. As I gaze at all of this beauty all I can think of is her. Her smile, her hair, her eyes, her beauty. I love her.

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Sunnyskyes96 said...
Oct. 6, 2012 at 11:01 pm
i feel that im there watching the scenery.Great use of imagery can u check out my poem it called "Minefield" 
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