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[aid] => Mick
[title] => ship of the lost seas
[time] => 2002-12-23 21:40:00
[hometext] => memories i have been looking to find for a while.
[bodytext] => ************************************ there's a painting above the china cabinet a ship, in gold lining rocking on the chopy waters the memories all swirl around me until i can't see again i feel the warmth of the sun on my skin hear the waves all of a sudden i am flying and i stand at the water's edge cool water washes over my toes the sun is setting, and the waves are lined with gold again like the painting, i am mesmerized by my dream to die in waters so beautiful and colors so enchanting i stand there in a trance and start to walk out into the depths of the lake my dark blue shorts are soaked my bathing suit is underneath i am in a dream again i see the ship coming to take me away my blonde hair whips around my face curly and wild and weathered i open my arms to welcome my destiny in the waist deep waters i smile, and without a word fall backward into the cold choppy waves adrenaline screams and races through me breath is stinging in my lungs heart cannot stop beating and i come up and laugh again i shiver in the wind the color is dying from the world i walk back to the sand in my dripping shorts sand gathers inbetween my toes and as i walk back up the concrete staircase i turn and the sun winks to me the world kisses me goodnight [comments] => 2 [counter] => 196 [topic] => 2 [informant] => dantoad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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