Sand

Time and time again

I swirl the sand

beneath my toes

and try to think

only of its coarse hands

tickling my feet

but to no avail-

the sand is you,

rough and scalding,

soft and caressing,

you-

that brought me

to where the sand

wedges itself between

the small cracks in my heart

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