03-30-2015, 02:05 PM
Savannah
Your sweet magnolia scent
mingles with the heat of my skin,
wet hands clutching crushed petals.
I offer them to the sea
and lie down in the cool shallows.
Stretched out on Georgia sands
where clay meets saltwater,
I finally whisper your name.
Your sweet magnolia scent
mingles with the heat of my skin,
wet hands clutching crushed petals.
I offer them to the sea
and lie down in the cool shallows.
Stretched out on Georgia sands
where clay meets saltwater,
I finally whisper your name.