Soft, White Dunes

I remember getting
bluesy-blue with you
against soft, white dunes

We laid our bodies backflat
beneath the pulse of heat lightning
as silver jewels danced across the sky

salt water mouths kissed our heels
with the rise of high-tide

and we kissed
and kissed
and kissed

Until the red-wine hue of dawn
greeted us with love songs
of gulls, circling soft white dunes

Before leaving,
we bathed on cool, green waves,
as the sea whispered in slow intervals;
a language understood only by lovers
lying naked on soft, white dunes