I met you on the deck
As we sailed the blue Pacific
Three days later,
We shared Pina coladas & kissed under your white sheets
& I peaked out your window- to see the slight image of goodbye
I crawled back under your sheets next to you, & crossed my fingers
Hoping to never to forget the impeccable way you made me feel
Do you miss me brown-eyed man?
I subtly miss you.
Author notes
he was my muse i suppose, & i'll never seem him again. i suppose that he was meant to come into my life to show me i can feel the way i did. its possible & now i know. thank you mark.
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aww.. this is so sweet and sad all at the same time.
It reminds me of a summer..ahh..and I still think about this guy. I never knew his last name, just Clay. gezzz..thanks for sharing.
great job!!!!
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