Because it feels Good
When sand is everywhere
and life's sunsets dribble orange, yellow, purple, and red
I lift my fingers against the sky hues
and marvel at the imaginary silouttes playing in sinc with the blues
When sand track patterns carress my playful mind
and life's flowers lay in disarray
I linger my toes in the breaking wave throws
and salt mixes the pepper moments to a herbal haven of I knows
When lying down brings a momentary peace
and life's seagulls drift on the sky rips above
I long for nothing more
and my hips wriggle down in the sand to embrace and explore
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