Tides roll gently to our feet
Moon providing mood light
in the dunes where we lay
Evidence of a picnic
scattered by the breeze
Passion replacing hunger
Roar of the waves
swallow soft whimpers
Shivers of thrill in unison
O-R-L-A-N-D-O. Find out what it means to me.
8 years ago
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