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I brush back
Her wave of turquoise hair
She winces but doesn’t yet
Pull back
From the salt in her wounds
And the sand on her hips

From the laughing seagulls snatching
Last night’s scrap of words
Leftover
From the plates and lips
Of Sunny Isles Pier

Our winter was very dark and very long
So far away from here

Who am I to make such a presumption?
To be so bold with the sea?

It’s unlike me
To have the strength
To pocket a seashell found on the beach

To rise from the dark of my hotel balcony
Kneel at the foot of the ocean
As the sky lightens to emerald

A non-believer
Petitioning the universe for absolution

While the shadow
Of a forgotten beach umbrella cartwheels down the shore

The ocean’s tide falling back
To that crease of Earth
Where our love still gently sleeps

At the mouth of clam
Closing
Orange sky to green sea

Pearl moon
A lover’s gift
Spit out then swallowed
Hours before

Re-opened now
With the tender thought of re-consideration
Burst of flame
Sunrays

My wife worn out
From our first night of margaritas

The air soft as cloth tending to her burned skin
Still in bed
Up there
In our high-rise hotel

The tower cast in new sunlight
Standing straight up
Brushing itself off
A waterfall of cascading gold coins

Shutters and railings rattling and glinting
In the new hot wind.

Wake up my love
Wake up to our new day.

Come down to me
See what we thought we had lost.

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