Lainesblog Thinking Out Loud

Almost full already,

when only yesterday you were a cheshire grin

on the other side of the sky.

You are running away with the summer.

Was it something that I said or did?

I am sorry, whatever it was, I am so sorry.

Please don't run anymore,

I can't keep up.

We'll talk, ok?

Let's talk.

You are beautiful still,

even if you keep surprising me. 

Tomorrow,

I will know what to expect,

I think!

Almost full moon, St. Augustine Beach, a little earlier than expected.