coconut, coppertone and seaweed
gritty sand
salt
the surf’s frothy, lace edge
always changing
a nap
eyes closed just long enough to glimpse a dream
cool shower before dinner
bamboo soap
fruity, sour cocktails
salty
sipped through a thin straw
the glass
beading up with condensation
it collects
and drips
to the base
leaving a saturated circle on the paper napkin
sea bass at the end of a pier
in an open-air cafe
unseen waves, crashing
you smile at me across a small table
under a purple canopy
studded with stars
enchanted
-Melissa Placzek 2011
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