taste of sea
A sent of ocean waves in my memory,
my hair flies in imaginary wind.
I am floating on the sand.
My feet are warming,
as is my heart, you come,
arising from the water
like a flower in bloom.
We crash, hold me in your arms,
as the horizon is born, the
pink, blue, & purple fade.
Deep gray clouds form, thunder
rolls & the sky begins to cry.
Your lips, they taste of salty
tears.
Together in the ocean,
we melt.
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