"Falling"
The sunset fades
sand on the beach
crumbles in my hands
sitting in shorts in flip flops
fishing with one's bare hands
equals ten points off one's IQ
outside, I don't want to go
maybe I should just close my eyes
maybe if I think hard enough and long enough
you'll come sit beside me for awhile
and smile with your beautiful eyes a gleaming
we'll talk awhile about nothing in particular
if I take you in my arms and kiss you
just one last time
could you spin the world for a moment
and stop the fall?
Copyright: 2009, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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