| Rod McKuen While Drifting This is the way it was While I was waiting for your eyes to find me. I was drifting going no place. Hypnotized by sunshine maybe, barking back at seals along the beach. Skipping flat stones on the water, but much too wise for sand castles. My castles were across the sea or still within my mind. There were the beach bars and the other beach people sometimes little bedrooms were my beach, but I was drifting. Copyright © 1975, 2004, Rod McKuen All rights reserved |
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