Written april 26, 2009 3:00-3:06pm
By Amber •
Seagulls flying overhead
The smoothness of your skin
The soft sand underneath us.
The sun shining down on us
We're deserted.
Just us two.
No words are spoken
But our thoughts are shared.
We hold each other
Like we'll never let go.
Nothing else matters
You and I are together
The world seems so right.