nakedskittlez

press seashells to my lips, your hands are like waves against me. the wind comes in from the ocean, fresh with a song. it hums in my ears and music catches in my hair. sea green, i see blue. i smell the sand and water soaked through my skin, you've left a piece of yourself in me; an hour, a day, a week of you and your mystery. and for ever and forever. tossed my spirit high, sent it out on a sparrow's wing so you may catch it and keep it in a bottle when you're away. well, you have this effect on me- when you're not here i miss you and when you're here i miss you too. sea green, see blue. i have this dress, it's made of cloud