Playful fingers

Find erogenous

spots along the skin

As the sky turns

From shades of midnight

Into a purple haze, with

Wafting pink clouds

As rays of light, begin

To speckle along the horizon

From the spacious bed

Salty air breezes burst in

Crashing with the roar of the waves

 

Fingers entwined, they now

Walk along the sparkling shoreline

Toes, licked by the water

The salt now clinging

To their very being

 

People,  music and laughter

Drowning out the natural sounds

Feeling the rumbling

Feet bare upon the earth

 

Keenly searching

for discarded

treasures of the sea.