Two Taps

Two taps
of toes tingling
within worn
summer sandals
slipping against
sand sifting
softly
within sound

whispering
lies
regarding the
trustworthiness
of water
chuckling wickedly
in the wings
wafting winningly
whirling whorls
winnowing against
worlds of words
locked in
stone

the deep bass
thrumming rumbling
of rocks
replete with rage
ruminating upon
the reliability of
rules left
running
autonomously
anticipating alienation
a further amelioration
of antipathy
the antipode of
angst
angering angels
aloft upon wings
of air

rushing
uplift drifting
celestial arbiters of
harmonic tendencies
teasing eternity
earth-bound
sheath of
cloaked
potential
winds wafting
whistling
through hair
puffing gently
upon breezes
born of
joy

eyes bright
shining
wondering watching
waves lifting
love
crashing upon
shores of
sand
sifting softly
within worn
summer sandals
tingling to
toes tapping
twice
without sound.

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