This Beach

touch me
the way
bare feet
skim over
hot pavement;

soles anxious
to bask on
sun-soaked
beach
together.

[days off
were made
for this]

hike up
my trails

and bury
treasure
in my dunes;

playing in
my water
to keep
cool.

everything
here being
too hot

to be
locked
inside

away
from.

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