The Sea of Light

Wavelets move towards the shore,
a cold southern sea on a hot day.

Burning sand with sparse shells,
no sea snails hidden from sight.

Walking on the littered wet sand,
ivory beige skin turning pink, red.

Dirty white sand, dirty white feet;
soon we look like sandy lobsters.

Whispering songs to the sea of light,
playing with our mind, the dark sea.