Tuesday, December 13, 2011

with things unreal

 I want to feel the rush of a big city. The glow of the lights, the people, the smells, the sounds: I want it.

I want to hear the ocean. Feel the sand in my toes, the sun on my face. The waves crashing into my body, taking me away.

I desire the peace of the mountains. The look of fresh snow from the window, cuddled by a fireplace, reading a book.

I wish for long drives in the trees. I want to sit in the canoe, fresh water, a whole river ahead of me.

I want to see the world.

But when I look into your eyes I realize, I've seen it all.

(take me there.) 

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