Memories Etched In the Sand

Sifting warm sand through my fingers, shimmering fine grains glitter my palm. Sand, filled with life’s memories of nut brown days of summer. A soft silk breeze formed dunes with our dreams that summer when we danced to the stars. My heart laced yours listening to the sea undulating waves of emotion as we kissed on the velvet strand. I still hear the rhythm of the ocean. Waves tumbling in unison, a sweeping sound gently caressing as we lay silently listening to sand shifting over stone to the faint chiming of seashells. My first love a sea salted embrace on a breast of sand. The memories forever held in the sand in glitter on my hand.