you, the beach

you, the beach

beach, poetry

rising

and falling.

waves of warmth

crash down on me,

and i never

want to

come

up for air.

 

i am small,

a mere speck

in your vastness. still

you make me feel

the ocean

is not as scary.

 

grains of sand

beneath my

feet. they follow me

everywhere, even

home.

just as the thought

of you

lingers

everywhere.

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