I want to meet a fish that talks so i can finally make sence of what swims around my head. I try and live life as i were gliding through tropical colors. Everyday holds so much color. Oh what it is like to run home from work to grab the boy in boardshorts waiting for you with spear in one hand and your snorkel in the other. barley a slipper on your feet your kickin them off only to jump into some pretty sweet body surf...a few waves later you begin your water life adventure. Everyday, so much color under there. No noise or words only the sweet music of the sea. The most tantilizing song can be heard when spearing, more like teasing the fish so they play hide and seek with you, while the other half of your being watches from the edge the whales breach near by you ...Everyday water and land contain your essence, your love *your life.
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