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We walked
on that beach too perfect
to be real
where the freshness of the breeze
was felt
yet failed to move
a single hair
on the golden softness
of your head

***
You ran to greet the waves
who rushed and roared
like a pack of boisterous puppies
full of love and jump
and inevitably knocking you down
to lick kiss you,
but you just smile wildly at me
before wading deeper
to dive through the skin
between this world
and that

***
I left you there
for I had worldly callings to attend
but I’ll return
to find you as dolphin,
or seal –
the same sure smile
and salty skin
goading the sun
‘come catch me!’
before disappearing below

***
but the freckles
won’t wash off