You are my paradise
Like little pieces of sea glass by the shore
Pristine like the blue waters
In you I find my escape.
You are my joy
You are my cool breeze by the night
My tiny little island
Only for you and I.
You are my fantasy
Like a make believe world
You're traced by black lines
A caricature kissed with the breath of life.
You are my holiday
A reason to celebrate
With purpose to get away
To only come down to go up again.
You are my heaven
A promise of eternal and immortal
Even in death I find life.
Your arms: my resting place.
-Noemi Garcis Rigsby
Monday, December 13, 2010
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