Children of the moon,
we dance
we frolic
in the waves of night
crashing
softly on the disappearing sand
We laugh
and howl
like primitive animals
as we look outwards
at the light fading
in and out
of the dark clouds
As we look for ourselves
within the salty water
half-tempted to let it drag me back
in
And as we laugh,
and then fall,
knees crashing into the hard sand
we feel no pain
we laugh and keep falling
like a toddler learning how to walk
-It is beautiful.
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