The Ghost of you

Posted: June 1, 2014 in Essay, Nature, Random Thoughts, Travel
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I walk alone in this lonely sea.

Only my thoughts and the placid sea.

The sand on my feet.
The wind that fondles me.
The sun that kisses me.

They are there because I am lonely.
They are there to join my solitude.
They are there for me,
Nature, the body of water, my safe haven.

“being alone never felt right. sometimes it felt good, but it never felt right.”
― Charles Bukowski, Women

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