Lying face down in the sand
It’s the last day of summer
The bumps under my towel form to caress my torso, ribcage. Perfectly
I feel my heart wholly open
and pour down into the sand
While I listen to the waves
And cry
Lying face down in the sand
It’s the last day of summer
The bumps under my towel form to caress my torso, ribcage. Perfectly
I feel my heart wholly open
and pour down into the sand
While I listen to the waves
And cry