Beached. A poem.

Here, amongst a billion tiny souls crunching below my feet, sticking between my toes, a first kiss of many. Furtive, restless, heated, fingers and palms hitchhiking over a bountiful landscape. A tsunami flowing through the fields, disrupting your trains of thought and once rational mind. As the sun sinks lower and evening falls; like time,Continue reading “Beached. A poem.”