The air around me is a dusty haze
of purple and blue
And the sky is smeared with the sun's ink
as it is pierced by the sharp horizon
while the oozing sun slides under the water's edge.
Distant whitecaps are barely visible breaking against
the faint glow of a waning dusk.
Knees at my chest I am perched on the beach
as the surf crawls up and flirts with my toes.
Hearing only the gentle pulse of the melodic tide
The world promises to keep my dearest thoughts a secret.
As the darkness cloaks about me and the salt wind kisses my cheek
The stars puncture their dark canvas and offer me a dream.
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