beginnings

perhaps I will wander away
and hop on a boat
and sail away to spain, where
I can wander through the streets of Barcelona
dancing in the sun and the knowledge that none of them have ever seen me before
or I them
and the only thing they will ever know about me
is that I was some strange girl
dancing in the sun
and they will remember only my smiling
anonymous face
my twirling skirts
and the way the sun shone in my eyes



Poetry by Baskenmütze
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Written on 2010-03-21 at 19:36

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I so like this, to leave just the lingering memory of a chance, a moment, time encapsulated - love the freedom of this

Elle x
2010-03-21


NicholasG
What a pleasant memory to leave behind. An immaculate, gossamer like legacy.
2010-03-21