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In break with breakersí combing

Of sand tapped by a chiming fingering

On a naked shore sure in memory

Made of us curled within a dune

And brushed by grass like tufts

Of hair on a sunburnt face.The move

Within is the tide and the salt is sweet

On our exchanging tongues.

 

With hands held against the burning horizon

All is small:the waves about your

Nails are ripples, the spray across the rocks

Is steam, and a particle of sand becomes

A jeweled boulder, and there on hand to hand

There is a life-line for us.

 

Sea, skirling with gulls and foam, hides

All change, while we rest within the moving

Dunes and see forever on our palms.

 

 

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