Beach Evening
by C.S. Scotkin
Cooler breezes,
seaweed fragrance,
tropic jade water.
Coquinas sparkle,
breathing jewels
feel vibrations,
dive into wet sand as one;
eyeless they peek,
see I’ve walked on.
Sit on the sand
little crabs fiddle,
scurry away.
This warm sea
has noticed me
breathing her ancient
rhythms, rhymes,
when sun sets
we breathe as one,
wait for stars
and wish…
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