awareness, beauty, Los Angeles, Nature, Observations, Poetry, Surfing, Water
Winters going to be tough what with all the
Soul mate body hopping.
Hey, I was wondering
To nobody in particular
Does what you believe
What you want?
Is half a lesson learned better than none at all?
I love the faint shadow of sand on an ankle,
It’s a hint of happiness
A moments freedom in cold water
In warm sand.
A quick, swift sweep of the towel
A few grains
The salty memory
That there is so much more
And always will