Escape (3-11-03)

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Resting his head on his hand,
By itself it would not stand.
Feeling the throbbing flow,
And letting his senses go,
His eyes forget the closed surrounding,
And the words upon his ears stop pounding.

He falls into a hidden world.
The painted sky had colors swirled.
Curved palmetto trees line the sea.
Laying in the warm sand, relaxing quietly.
He closed is eyes and smelled the ocean air.
Listened to waves crashing, while losing any care.

Copyright 2003 Danny Caballero


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