White sand beaches breathe themselves into existence.
Paint spreads in swaths of purple and blue
as the sunset becomes a part of this live canvas.
Stars spill wishes into the cupped sliver of moon.
My brush moves faster
as a body takes its place in the foreground.
My heart beats in the colors and textures.
Love paints the face I adore
but it turns away to look down the beach
at sand castles and shells
scattered by gentle tides.
A hand reaches past the known land
to take the most perfect of the sea's gifts
and offers it to me
as unseen fingers touch my cheek.
Lips kiss the corner of my mouth.
An unforeseen gift.
An unexpected lover.
A perfect painting.
My heart is satisfied.
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