SALT SHE STINGS

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