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Adrift upon an ocean. Floating in the sea. No sense of direction. That's just fine with me. They won't send a rescue. Yet we feel so free. No one here to bother us. How we like to be.
77 years old today, On Brighton Beach, Loving it, looking back On memories But, decided to throw My life away, Well, give it up, anyway Gift it to the Sea, Bottle of whiskey In one hand, Smoke in the...
Wrote this lyric when I was teen #beach #ocean. --------------------------. Standing on the golden sand. Where sky meets ocean. Shimmering lights reflecting the sun. Sparkling like golden gems.
I closed my eyes. Held my arms out beside me. The air caressing my body. The sun burning the backs of my lids. My hair moving this way and that. And whipping against my face. And then that sound.
In the light of the sun, I have no worries. I am not scared, Nor am I anyone else. It's a funny feeling, One that I adore. It's like I'm free, For the first time in my existence.
#nature #ocean @ckahn. Breathe. I'll carry you away. 'Cross the velvet sea. Breathe. Relax your back. And float on my waters. When the tide came crumbling down. And I awoke from the roaring sound.
I threw the message out to sea, Waiting for a return. I watched the bottle float away, The waves making it turn.
The boat rushed through the mediterranean ocean. Sleek grey dolphins darted in and out of the cool blue water. They talked in high pitched tones as they danced in the glittering waves.
Even as a child I loved the deep, I was like a water baby, But not like that at all, Once I was in the sea I wanted to stay there, Beneath it's ripples forever...
I sit and look at you powerful body, Mesmerised by the ripples you so proudly show, You draw people to you like a magnet But oh how little do they know you - or care, You can be so beautiful and...
I have been swimming for a long time. Glittering blue expands in every direction; I see no other colour now. The salt cracks my lips under the heat of the relentless sun, my eyes are dry and sunken.
O O o o o O . |\.
I trail my fingers through the clear water. Letting the familiarity of the cool caress sooth me.
Ondine speaking out about Erutàron/his choices etc. to her father, Cypreas she is in a hatred.
''Glitter why do you leave me. I need the pink in my cheeks, my sticking out sharp cheek-bones' The menth-breath of Frissons inside her newly black-dotted pink lungs.
Creeping fingers of green and blue,. Feel the magic they will bring to you,. Wash away my sandy footprints,. Leave behind the smallest glimpse,. A world beyond our own,. Vast, beyond and unknown,.
The waves lashed against the shore With a sound that was loud and thirsty for more As I lay my feet on the soft sand The waved caught me by my ankles And led me away from land I was caught in an...
If I got a little boat And sailed away to sea Would you just forget the world And sail along with me. Would you leave your life behind To cruise the oceans blue.