I hope you wake up casually...gradually. A new place, where new light from familiar suns comes through and you awaken to a day that is extraordinarily yours...to do what you want, to lounge, to loiter.
A day to spend in a breeze, against a tide. A day before it's officially summer so you hold onto this one last piece of Spring.
The scent of the ocean, the grays and greens of the Atlantic...I hope there is at some point, some hour when the colors remind you of my stare, a matching hue that lasts perhaps just a moment, but reminds you of how I crash into you, shipwrecking myself on your banks and your curves, your awaiting sands and colors and how I happily extinguish my voyage by arriving exactly to where you are.
I hope you wake up slowly, soothingly. I hope you have an amazing day in the sun.
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