Spring

We wore the wind like a second skin

In the light of a March afternoon,

We stepped on the petals that dropped as we went,

And walked like brides in the spring.

Ocean

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It has taken me years to befriend the beach,
To believe in the warmth of sand and of light,

For

I felt

As a child,

Only the alien
green
immensity

of the unfriending sea.