dark night. moonlight
cold air on wet skin, by cold rain
wet sand, gravelly, velvetty, squashed into
my fingers and toes
warm foam, white
bright
ice cold water, underneath
pulling, calling at my feet
an empty night, a blank mind
sketched in, a hazy dream,
in soft, wild, raw pink
unknown, unseen, stranger, walking tall on the beach
soft a sigh,
escape a whimper
a tear from wonder, a smile from the shy
an a little smile, half sly
laughter floats
shudders tremble
quicksilver ...
crystal-ball moods
sunlight, filtered
palm shadows poking fingers into the afternoon
water, green blue, velvet warm
a whisper, a rustle from the beach
backwaters, sun warmed
a walk, a memory, a sea shell ... ornate memoirs
a ghost, to hold hands with
walker, who walks. the ghost, who walked. the ghost, who's walked
Originally Posted at Prerona.
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