You are the inexplicable draw
of the water pulling feet through sand
at the beach
I sink as you wash over me,
I marvel at the movement of my
toes transferred to the surface
The sun blasts me in the face
the wind seems to come from it
I stand unashamed
but only of my form
You are the bright explosions on the 5th of July
not the 4th
You are more special than that
because I saw you then
and not when everyone else did
You face down on the table
laughing
Is the absolute best thing
I take it in,
what I inadvertently triggered
And still this morning it's all I could think about
nothing happened
and it's all I can think about
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