Twirl a loopy dance on the beach
with me and feel your love
    for me.
        Step shallow.

Witness my affair of longing
for you and feel my love
    with you.
        Step shallow.

Had I known these grains
of sugar would become salt,
you wouldn’t have slipped a tab under my
tongue.
But this is sand & the ghostly crabs
are circling—
save me from their tiny pinchers
& I’ll save you from

The Moon who watches this waltz
and wallows
is leaving in the morning
just as us.

During our lazy breakfast
she will pull the tide.