What a Beach
You're like a sand within my hands
You slip between my fingers
Somehow managing to always get away
I find you in places I don't want you to be
My head is speckled with your presence
Yet, you're somehow soft and supportive
I watch you forever change
With tides come a new way
You unforgivingly hurt me
When you let the wind pick you up
and burn across my face
I feel you heat up from the rays of the sun
It's not until you settle back into the ground
and become soft again
That I remember
You're like sand within my hands
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