In a couple of days I'm traveling across country to the beach with the most beautiful woman. Every day we're together is a sweet day. I ask my self , "How did I get here?"In a couple of days we'll erupt in ululations of "thalassa!thalassa!" and scrape sand windblown waving come crashing brinkward and tide our time baked books under slant shade.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
most beautiful woman
In a couple of days I'm traveling across country to the beach with the most beautiful woman. Every day we're together is a sweet day. I ask my self , "How did I get here?"In a couple of days we'll erupt in ululations of "thalassa!thalassa!" and scrape sand windblown waving come crashing brinkward and tide our time baked books under slant shade.
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