She set her foot on sands,
made the waves dance,
to the swings of her skirt.
Her knees often tamed the tides,
while she walked on sides,
teasing the waters to come and kiss her feet.
Shells grabbed her eyes,
reminding her of calls from ocean,
she could see all the drowning suns,
she had enjoyed over the years ,
like flashbacks floating in front of her eyes.