Sunday, April 18, 2010

Almost done.

Long days and fast nights,
sun-baked and grinning:
Soles of our feet hardened
from never wearing shoes,
our skin glimmering with
a permanent layer of sand.

I feel myself uncurl,
like a flower in bloom.
Body suspended
in the dark water,
white and glowing
in the moonlight.

The stars mirror
the constellations
of freckles on my skin.

I’m a part of it,
I’m all of it.

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