Torrey Pines.
Approach softly, kiss the lip. Allow the mouth to open fully. Note the shimmer, where it crosses into mist. Let the sunbeams fall away, beyond the shoulder. Blue and bitters, the color of salmon Walk to the wind, pacing the nape of the neck. Stand on air, lift the heart. Hold the head in one fine line. Hear the silence, where it crosses into song. Wrap the water loosely between the legs. Green and gritty, the scent of lightness
Embrace the body, until the day is done.
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