I dream of playing piano
in the breaking waves along the beach.

I caress each ivory key
while the sun shines sharply-bathed in an igniting light.

Seeing the wind through closed eyes
a melody of sandy hair, dancing shoulders and trembling fingers.

Striking notes, a duet begins;
crescendo of crashing waves, white foam on pedals and feet…consumed as we sink.

Overhead gulls soaring, singing a song of healing
sea grasses sweep lowly…dancing.

We settle into a melodic offering to the sand
wavering crimson and gold drown in the sky.

wings may be clipped
soaring to my paradise
carrying a song

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