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Black Sand

Drawn to the distance of a sunset    
from shore before darkness,    
she stands looking across the bay  
with its never ending horizon  
closing in before    
the tide caresses her melancholy.

Breezes shifting sands like snow drifts
as she makes her way
through beached seaweed,

where ghost crabs scuttle,
and the girl of storms walks to the
surf that bids her welcome,

whispering that now is the time to leave,
returning to where
sea foam waves die, and are reborn

in a movement that touches nothing
from the land, and she will miss
nothing more than the lilting sound

of slack key guitars playing
from the groves, and the warm
touch of skin upon skin,

while foot prints sunk in black sand
fill with brine, and disappear,
( copy/paste this link as a URL and it'll take you over to the wonderful contemporary slack key guitar/vocals of Hapa's "He'eia" - music of Hawai'i. )
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
Published | Edited 26th Feb 2018
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