Crush on the Seashore
On the seashore, I release all my pain behind.
This is not about an end, or the other way around -
something that even never begin.
This is one that we all might ever see the hint...
A margin, of what someone called as lovin'.
How could you know where to go when you face a feelin'?
It flows and swims and dances like the dolphins,
turning us lame and pale like an odd petite Jenny Green.
Today I pray to find a trance,
So I can go and find your glance.
There, there your soul floating in the branch...
Let me hold everything in my only chance.
The Serenity Prayer,
that's what one got to whisper.
Here for you I'll have it share :
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
photos by Lambok Sinaga.
words on poem by me.
Black Lace Dress is a handmade, and the hat is vintage.
Have a love and be loved.
From the seashore,
I love you all