Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Some Are Lakes


She was always there. She's been there since I've been here. She lies in the swaying waters, in the grass of the lake's floor, and in the small sun warmed pools that formed in the crevasses of the rocks.

She has long dark hair hair that would swirl around her hugging the water around her. Her sparkling blue eyes that proved she was ocean raised. Her skin was soft from the salt and sand, and her skin pale from hiding from the sun.

She had always been alone, unfamiliar with the world away from her water, and curious.. Curious of what surrounded her lake, and what was beyond that. Curious of who watched her, and who knew she existed.

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