beats my breasts and
finds the gaps
in my clothing.
I want to say to these people
with their bare feet and large dogs,
this is my beach,
my peace,
my morning!
Too lonely to want company,
I turn my flat, grey eyes to the sea.
Elizabeth Lewis
beats my breasts and
finds the gaps
in my clothing.
I want to say to these people
with their bare feet and large dogs,
this is my beach,
my peace,
my morning!
Too lonely to want company,
I turn my flat, grey eyes to the sea.
Elizabeth Lewis
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