Golden Coast
I.
He also sees eyes that sparkle off
the golden coast readily as the
weight of the sea, who with her
pounding fist rolls the beach flat
and erases the footprints.
Who steals the light and places it on the crests of waves?
Is she the Atlas who holds my
sky on her shoulders? Were she
to shrug it off, would it not fall
and crush my world below?
II.
She also sees eyes that sparkle off
the golden coast readily as the
weight of the sea, who with her
arms brings life to the shore and
sweeps the dead into her undertow.
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