Women that I have loved in my life, have always been able to take me there. In their eyes, their smile and their touch.
Her Coastline
You have always been
a path
to the ocean.
I move into your mist,
I love the taste of salt,
the air,
your skin.
Down your smooth
cliffs--
descending porcelain stairs
and past shallow beach pools,
I travel through waves of sierra grass
and brush against drifts
of your blond hair.
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