Fingers to the heavens
Arms spread wide
Tidal waves
Going deeper
White foam
As your black bikini bottom
Moans, jumping up
Like imaginary jump rope
Ducking these swells
Glistening hope pushes
Afternoon rays reflecting
Shimmering listening skin
Looks like the tides
Coming in
Looks like my mind
Wants to grow dim
Don’t have to follow it
These days
I can let it run astray
Even if it goes far
Far away
I stay here on the beach
With you
Getting smaller
As these gigantic swells
They breathe
Reaching for us
The oceans salt she stings
Your hair blows
A girlish scream of joy
Our crashing waves deploy
As dreamy sandcastles
Gently come down
As these gentle waves
Drape you in a gown
Swishing wishing
Smoothing the sand away
Looking down at my feet
The veins crawl further
My own fond memories
On this beach
So many things to distract
Me, up there
In a darkened mind place
In another dimension
Of time and space
How many levels of life
And spaced out living
Can we restore
Like a giant closing oak door
Smearing layers of thought
Waves over the lines
Auburns and limes
Watercolors and time
Falling from a string
Through the sky
But slowly
As if weighted down
Breathing with my throat
I stay down here afloat
Safe and the sand
Resting with my hands
Content
My heart rate
And will set free
Watching you run
And jump with glee
As nothing else can see me
In these
Summers breaking waves
