I want
for little
having already
had most
and this
now this
is enough
there is
something sacred
in enough
a peace
comes along
a quiet
lapping of
rolling waves
delicately upon
the shore
I am
tickling me
I want
for little
having already
had most
and this
now this
is enough
there is
something sacred
in enough
a peace
comes along
a quiet
lapping of
rolling waves
delicately upon
the shore
I am
tickling me