8/10/07


Upon first glimpse of
what we thought was Eden,
we raced down to the sea.
The sand meshing under
our feet like our will
under our many youthful
impulses. We ran until
we were there; stranded,
alone, naked and full of
a wonder that only
partially consisted of
our bodies.The crashing
of the waves between
our legs fill us with
unadulterated joy.
That spring manic
spasms of laughter,
from our lips to the
evening sky.