Each day as I walk past...
I hear them whisper sweet nothings...
Every day I yearn more for its caress...
Yearning to touch it...
Feel the smoothness of its embrace...
But alas every time I run to them...
They run away...
I can't help but wonder if it's something...
That I said or did...
To make them run so...
Maybe they are just playing hard to get...
Because when I'm far away...
They towards me...
But as soon as I closer...
They run away...
Maybe one day...
I'll figure out why...
Those beautiful waves...
Run from me like that...
Maybe just maybe...
They are just...
Playing Hard to Get...
June 28, 2007
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