Sand
I lie in the carpet of sand
Trespassed by many a man
Skin hazed film of white
Sun bleached daily natures' rite
I wish for the seas cleansing pass
A ritual of natures' purifying glass
And I feel the draw of the sea
What a wondrous feel to be free
Copyright © Kelli White | Year Posted 2016
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