16 thoughts on “She Swims!

  1. You sea! I resign myself to you also – I guess what you mean,
    I behold from the beach your crooked inviting fingers,
    I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me,
    We must have a turn together, I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,
    Cushion me soft, rock me in billowy drowse,
    Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you. Sea of stretch’d ground-swells,
    Sea breathing broad and convulsive breaths,

    -WhitmanReport

    1. Got up this morning and slung my laptop bag over my shoulder with the full intention of going down to the boat and making a slideshow of the launch.

      But instead I ended up doing some carpentry and then taking a nap on the results of said carpentry.Report

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