The little magic
Of my body
Skittering and frantic
Landing in one water
And then another
Shaking like a dog
And dripping like
A constellation when I emerge.
Getting lifted by a wind
And plopped down at the
Next beach and joining
A small feather
Or a flake of twig
And whipping up the sand
Together fast and sudden
Forehead to forehead
I can take your weight
Go ahead and leave it
On me
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