Sunday, January 13, 2008

Layers upon layers like a chocolate cake
Sunlight filtered down like a fine coffee
You can taste the freshness if you dare
And brown yourself like a grizzly bear.
Toothpaste and mouthwash
Waves lick the sandy shore
And are remembered no more.

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