into the sand. it's warm,
but doable.
enough
clouds cover the sun.
the ocean
seems friendly today.
the blue,
the whites.
neither too cold or
warm
against our toes.
there are
sailboats in the distance.
gulls
with spread wings
diving
for life.
can we stay here forever,
she asks,
with book in her lap,
dropping her sunglasses
so that i can
see her eyes.
why not, i say.
why not.
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