Footprints

The Moon lights the path in the sand where you walked. Water fills those footprints like sand filled cups. I could drink from those sole shaped sandy prints knowing you once stood and created those indents. I watch the waves dance against your legs as your smile stretches as wide is the beach I try to pull you to me like a life raft but your beauty is too out of reach. The water is crisp and cool to touch as it caresses every grain of sand. Your skirt swirls as you dance among the waves, it's clear that it's you the land craves.