ankle-deep, the waves
just lapping at bare skin:
green translucence
swirling around the knees:
the cool bath leaching
bloodheat from the hips:
float, face-up, as an angel
when the sea is shoulder-high:
salt smell climbing into nose
embedding sinuses
tasting fresh
starting
to burn
Sunday, September 9, 2012
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