Another bit of fun. Sorry, Sandra, wherever you are.
I used to love the sun, sea and Sand
ra
There was nothing quite like lying
on the beach with your bathers full of Sand
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I used to love swimming
getting dry
and throwing myself down
exhausted
on the sun warmed Sand
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Nothing could beat
a warm summer night
and a view of moonlit
naked
tide washed Sand
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Especially I used to love
being totally buried in Sand
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Until one day
my Sand
ran out on me
leaving nothing
but grains of summer Sand
ra in my shoes
© David Hermelin 2016