Water that seeps through

Holds the power to kiss you

Sugary sand lay in circles

For us to step on like cold pillows

A floating visage of green

and tentacled fingers

A burping hole in the sand

bubbles when waves pass by

A log smoothed by water and air

The stone once rough, now soft

The gentle breeze cascades

A lover’s echo in the past

The tonic spray of windwater

Caresses salty tongues

Birds above ribbon their

flight for the wind with glee

An eternity of light, all equidistant

to its maker… the true creator

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