Made Of Sand Poem by Alicia Calloway

Made Of Sand



His lips touch mine and we sway with the wind. Standing on the shore; Our toes in the sand.I cling to him hoping he'll catch me when i fall, just like he always does.

Monday, July 12, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: lips,standing,wind
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