Love like

Soft sand 
The place where
High tide won't reach
Just shy of ebb
Flow two-way
Discourse between
Land and sea
Both outreached
Like lovers arms
Drink each other in
Lying on her shores

Soft sand
Mounds where
Terns lay over
Tender feet walking
On eggshells
Deliberate delicate
New life born
In harsh climes
Resilient

Soft sand
Free from damp and cold
Nestled in reedy banks
Hiding darting beaks
Succulents and more
Barely moving an inch
The sea slowly rises
But never touches
For fear to wash away all

Soft sand
Tender toes march in
Treasured not owned
No houses built to dwell
This place is sacred
Defended and protected
Barefoot tiptoe around
Lost coins, watches
Wallets and keys
Gravitate there with ease
Generous offerings to
The space where
Bronze bodies
Curves held form
Find ease and release
Respite for an hour
Then depart

Love that comes
And leaves
Yet always returns

Warm soft sand
Where I land
In the wintry recess
Of my mind
Until next time
Sifting fingers
Falling through
Return to dunes
Pure and refined
Fine
North Bruny Island, D’entrecasteux Channel, lutruwita / Tasmania

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