The Perfect Day

i would never be cold,

i can hear the waves while i’m waking up,

the shade is warm and the sand is soft,

there are books and music and silence for the in between.

there is stillness and contentment and it’s only me and thoughts and letters on pages,

a pen, a grey moleskine, a dance, delicious food,

and a sunset of color at night.


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