she wore sunshine

she wore sunshine 

like chiffon 

shimmering 

in and out 

of existence 

like the wind 

in a desert sand 

“take my hands” 

she said 

and I felt the shawl 

fall around me 

—a celestial drapery 

diaphanous 

and cool 

and sweet 

with the smell of the sea 

together 

in this embrace 

we departed 

into the serene 

weaving 

in and out 

of existence 

the breath of the bay 

on a balmy spring day 

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Image: 80’s Child