POETRY

A Day at the Beach

Your fingers cascaded across my body like waves on the ocean shore
Your hands in my hair like fresh air
Words scratching me like sand
The smell of you, surrounding and intoxicating me like the salty water
All but a memory as a tear runs down my face across my lips
Salt
I can taste it, like I'm there with you again
Running, splashing, flirting
I've forgotten what it feels like to be that happy
Only the tears bring me back

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