Remember when we made love after we had been up all night on the coast in egypt. The sun came up over the desert and the whole horizon turned red from the dust in the distance. Beautiful warm red light crawling across your goosebump covered skin, up under your breasts. And how your poor damaged hair looked in the breeze.
except I was never in egypt, with or with out you. I didn't know you were going, until you were leaving.
Happy birthday, because I did know that, do know that. And happy friday the 13th birthday, like the last one I wished you in person.
except I was never in egypt, with or with out you. I didn't know you were going, until you were leaving.
Happy birthday, because I did know that, do know that. And happy friday the 13th birthday, like the last one I wished you in person.
Will the person it was written about get to read it?
I hope so.