Autumn Eve

Cool, sinking, soft and fine

the beach sand is like a bath

for calloused soles.

 

A crescent moon hangs above terra cotta shingles.

 

The soft dough envelops the spaces between the toes

rejuvenating

like rest for a busy mind or a massage for achy muscles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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