Caught between the tides
The barren beach
Anxiously awaited
The change
At the belly of the low
She was exposed
Controlling the reveal
As best she could
Controlling the reveal
As best she could
White sands unblemished
The hint of a rock
Jutting
Calling
Waiting while
Enticing
The return of
The rush of
the tide
She longed to feel
The touch of warm waters
Gentle caress
That always began
Tempting tease gentle lap
At her base
Slow rise
Ginger caress
Filled like tiny fingers
The hidden crevasse of
Silken space
Subtle shift
between the sand
She recalled
The power of the pounding
Rhythmic crush
Delicate force
In the rise
Of the tide
Enveloped her
Encased her
Until saturation was complete
Yet within the crashes of the waves above
The powerful pull below drew
A soft vacuous danger
Drawing her sands away
Into the body
Of the sea that pressed against her
The beach
Anxiously awaited
A change in the tide
As the approaching crash of waves
Was heard upon the breakers
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