sweep me up at the dark beach
I can’t stop smiling
the palpable touch of air heavy with salt
your arms bunching up the folds of my sweater
the feeling that I’m special
I think of you always after dusk
when the breeze is soft
and the light is softer
you remind me of dancing
in my grandma’s yard
on desert nights with wind chimes
and a lovingly watered willow tree
you’d watch me dance
smiling as big as I am