where did all the pretty people go?

sunday 1st june 2003 @ 23:23

summer came and went in a flash. two days of cloudless skies and air so clear i could hear the sea. two days remembering how you would sit with me on pebbled beaches and laugh at me gazing into the wide open sea. and now the rains have come again. accompanied by deep thunder and a feeling that i missed something precious.

hot enough to sleep naked. but not so hot i don't crave your shape curled around mine. it's been four days since i left your bed. it's been four days since i sought solace in ancient tarot held in aged hands. it's been four days.

no matter how beautiful the sky, sooner or later you have to remember your feet are on the ground.