Haikuesday, April 17th, 2012
the scent of your hair
lingering on my pillows
two mornings later
“Take my hand, we’re gunna go where we can shine.” (Taken with instagram)
Jack & Diane
The Pride Lands
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Unless you love someone, nothing else makes any sense.
ee Cummings
British Virgin Islands
Perth
When summer comes, you and I will walk the back trails to the lake and lay down in the cool grass.
We’ll gaze up at the stars when the sun falls, share a cigarette and talk about everything, or maybe nothing at all; Just sit there and feel each other, internally. You know, that hot shiver you get just from the presence of another so close, but yet so distant.
And as the smoke cascades through your lips, and passes over mine, that’s when we’re alive.
