Salt tangled hair-
damp bathers cling against skin.
The seat-belts metal tongue leaves a scalding imprint.
Grains of sand dabble throughout the car.
Bare feet scatter across sun drenched asphalt.
Fish and chips linger within the ocean breeze.
Seagulls beg and pine for a chip or two.
Ice-cream seeps along sunburnt arms.
Sun shies away upon the horizon.
Such a day comes to an end-
as the waves calm towards the night.
She looks across to the horizon-
swells of thought whirl along in rhythmic synchronicity-
mimicking the waves that yonder on-
and on.
Reflecting.
Thoughts and feelings?
Or,
may it just be-
symbolism.
Water.
Reflection.
Reflecting hidden emotions-
reflecting back-
at ourselves.
Each step I take-
Sand caresses my feet-
Imprinting Mother Earth ever so briefly-
Whilst the tide gallops in.
The ocean breeze.
Always felt-
But never seen-
Entwines secrets into my tousled hair.
Salt and sand tango upon my my lips-
A comforting kiss.
From Mother Nature-
It shall be.
TLEofCassie 