today i want to hoist myself up on a giant ship and set sail... letting the wind pull me anywhere it wants until there is sunshine so much that i forget snow exists as quickly as my skin turns bronze. i can spend the days diving for treasures and shells and the nights walking barefoot along the shore under starlight... it won't matter if it's a tuesday or september... i won't care how old i am or if i have any money in my pocket. my nirvana. i think that place still exists... forgotten and tucked away somewhere... self stranded on a deserted island. breathing with the ocean.
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the past
October 2015
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