sundays are just so

without edges

of prior days

washed rinsed away

by what seems to be

for me

a tame waterfall

speed that i control

grazing

upon my back and chest

not so much my head

instead

depths that won't drown me

spirituality

rising within

without

summoning

baptised

to enjoy

today

as a new beginning

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nan shartel Jan. 29, 2012 @ 11:43 a.m.

u got a Sunday kind of love...the kind that last past Saturday nite

'member that old song..prob not...lolol

love this Sunday fare RZ

how was that chicken...mine was good but i didn't make the potato salad

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richzombie Jan. 29, 2012 @ 12:12 p.m.

haha yes i guess so - and the chicken was great also .

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