Near The Sea
i find your likeness in flower beds
in fields of shooting stars along the coast
in coarse sand sticking to the places
the water has touched me
the softness of you is in your fingertips
feather down on the edges of me
the light is the best of you
the warmest of you
you possess sunlight
burning
masses of water molecules
into tangerine seafoam,
bubbling against the
plum mountain illusions
bruising the horizon
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