Hot, White Sand

drifting
shifting
shimmering with waves

white porcelain sculpted
with gentle fingers
into rivers of gypsum
indentations, crevices, emptiness
filled,
refilled

drifting
shifting
a cooling westbound wind

whispering footprints of ancestors
spoken, unseen
an impermanent collection of tiny particles
kissing your flesh
stinging, burning, life alive
evolving into a playground

drifting
shifting
digging deep for remnants of dew

the sensual laughter
of lizards
and beetles
roll downhill
and climb again
to survey the vista

drifting
shifting
spontaneous lazy afternoons

a sky blue flame
of simple enchantment
burning through the piercing sunshine
casting a scarlet orange blossom
of nightflowers
onto variegated dunes

drifting
shifting
feeling it between your toes

~cyndy posted by Cyndy | link | | |
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