Beach Roosters
and calming silence
the salty tang of air
Leaping dolphins
so carefree
and the sea breeze
catching my hair
rippling glossy midnight
just like in the movies
flowing fabric caressed
driving around the island
no circles on the map
dawn, the rebirth of the sun
running to embrace soft waves
lukewarm water and squishy sand
remnants of a god's fiery temper
liquid rage cooled
the salty tang of air
Leaping dolphins
so carefree
and the sea breeze
catching my hair
rippling glossy midnight
just like in the movies
sandy lava scorchs toes
the smell of sunblock permeates
and to make matters worse
the salt's gone up my nose
lulling waves lure me in
then crash upon my head
wet grit in places it shouldn't be
and hair is simply a scraggly damp nest
we were in Hawaiiflowing fabric caressed
driving around the island
no circles on the map
the buttcrack of dawn
and there were chickens
and boy, the roosters were screaming
I wondered if they pooped in the sand
soft sunrise haloed our headsdawn, the rebirth of the sun
running to embrace soft waves
lukewarm water and squishy sand
hiking up my summer dress
a big wave came crashing in
and my beautiful flowered skirt
was completely soaked
Jagged obsidian rocks
Careless decorationremnants of a god's fiery temper
liquid rage cooled
Whipping out cameras
like the tourists we are
tried at least 10 times
for a decent jump picture
an hour in our salty cerulean haven
the imperfect perfection we stumbled upon
wishful imagination a sort-of reality
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