Sea kisses


Sea kisses

mingle with




sand on my skin

sand in my hair:


you are earth drawn,

slow rolling


like the tide:


small birds bicker

& eyes climb to


silver leafed tree,


then sky,


oh, the sky

high, wide, empty.


We walk in time

ankle to ankle


black & white.


For a small hour

all seems parallel:


my complicated world

shifts till curse of mind


draws me back.


Still, memory

of touch




Sun baked kisses,

the heat throbbed


sun of you.


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