Sand –

Parked-up sharp automobiles, salacious transport before design-outs
White socks sitting inside orange leather sandals
Scarred surfboard and pushed upon high elastic trunks
What was that Beach Boys song about forgetting the memory of Love? – ‘Darlin’ & ‘Don’t Worry Baby’
Long hair pulled up to sit across bikini heads, salt can’t climb
Rustling hair from one unshaven leg, no put-off, Liberation
The sun sets killed chills



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