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Slight ankles slip
Serene through salted water,
Quick flitting over sand and shell,
She, sweet, steps deep
Sea surf surges at hips, breasts, knees
She, swift, swims with tide, wave, body
Treads water only. Strains,
Suppressed, slips strengthless back
Sand scrapes knees, legs, skin.
Stranded.
Spat out. Shunned.
She, sullen, slinks shamed
Seeks something soft, simple, stoic.
Salt still slick on skin,
Settles into sleepy stream
That sluices over stones,
She sifts fingers through stale, slow, indifferent stream,
Wants, wanting, wants.
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She falls softly down from towering pedastools...
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