Seaside Undressing

The magic flows to the fringe,
a border of splash, a scratch,
a hypnotic hem of wettening.
Frilly, frothy frock of wave,
saturate your sorcery into
my sands. Unwind,
lapping layers of starlight,
shed cosmic crinoline,
and bathe the night’s dark skin,
to air-dry in canary sky.

© khartless 2021, All Rights Reserved 

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