i guzzle the sea
greedy and gobbling
ingurgitate the beauty
of a buoy
bobbing
briny breezes
whisper over skin
like a lover's caress
and i quiver in the quietude
of a peopleless place
crash of wave
and hoarse squawks
of sea birds
all the conversation
i require
a gentle respite
brief and fleeting
i wrap my cardigan closer
about-face
reluctantly trudge
over the dunes
to the car park
and the life
waiting beyond
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