Sand between my toes


All year round I shook out towels,

Unpacked bags, dropped pebbles in bowls.

But dust keeps dancing across the glass

In golden moats ‘round castles and holes


Where dunes still murmur all our secrets,

And pools of light still shift in form,

Where salty hair cascades in curls

And skin feels weathered, gritty, warm.


And once again I taste the spray

Once again I smell the air

Once again I hear the whisper

Once again I feel you there.




One thought on “Sand between my toes

  1. segmation says:

    I think this would make a good game!

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