This is More
I would miss a cool ocean breeze on my face,
or the warmth of the sun.
I would miss tequila
or the sweet smell of Kush.
I would miss oysters,
Naked, Wet, and glistening,
awaiting My Desire.
I would miss those high-speed
runs along the beach
Going much too fast,
with the top down at night.
I would miss Romance confounding
All Reason,
Or Love Seducing Logic.
I would miss the moon,
or the feel of the night air in Summer.
But This is More.
My heart aches for you.
And nothing else
can make it better.
July 11, 2013 at 5:49 pm
Dear Dreamlanddancing,
Absolutely Beautiful, Heartfelt, and Touching.
Your Friend,
Anastasia