| | --snapshots--
piece by piece
i've come to be,
of colors as varied
as the setting sun,
painted in the
canvass of dawn.
piece by piece
i hold on thee,
as the wave
of the sea
sweep my toes,
like panting melancholy.
while i surrendered
my stillness,
from the rising tide
touching my feet-
completely and peacefully.
my heart will never forget
the dawn in the wave,
of always the perfect place
that molded me,
as it touches me
on one crazy, crazy haze.
and my eyes gazed
upon the footprints
of my past-
naked yet never unsure,
now denied
by the warmth
of the tide's embrace.
the sun will be
brighter tomorrow,
a warmer tide will
touch my feet,
but i'll always remember
the paintings of my past,
as i create a better
snapshot today...
--monisce--
06.14.08
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