Wednesday, February 07, 2024

an infinity

the curl of this wave... like
the undeniable curl of a smile
the curl of my hand inside yours

I may be in love with 
the unbothered way it spills
over... of how its crimped cusp

holds in everything: 
laughter erupting unruly
the turns and returns of grief 

look how tightly it wraps
itself around us, so we know 
its whorl could swallow us whole  
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Pic: Not Michigan. On the beach in Cabo a few days ago. 

3 comments:

Nicole said...

Ahhhh exhale.

NGS said...

Oh, a warm beach. What a lovely thing.

maya said...

Wish I were there!

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