sleep reached out
encompassing into
dream

suddenly
sand was real
feeling
the heat
my toes wept
with the ocean’s breath
pain
turmoil
aches…… left

reeling in sensation
a colada under the palm
someone wandered with me
but then wandered on

the message in the bottle
belong not to me
there were letters
but i couldn’t read

the answers
were with the man
laying next to me

no sailor
yachtsman
beach rat
he be

just the 1 who oiled
the skin
so it shouldn’t bleed

as a clock ticked
closer to morn
i heard the wind
moan once more

wake
is close
dream
dream
sleep some more