The gritty sand in between my toes
Also clung to my tongue

It made a grinding noise
Between my teeth

Giving me a headache 
Making my nose bleed

I feel the blood began to run
Thick, down my lips
And began to drip

Its pleasant sound
Of the droplets pitter-patter 
On the grains of sand
Made me react
I began to wipe away 
The blood from my face
And spit out the taste

The ocean spray remained the same
Except for the saltiness and bitterness
That made its way into my veins

I grind my teeth 
Making a scraping sound
Filling the quite calm air
Reminding me of bones being rubbed down

I walk along the shore and shiver
At the thought of you 

Now that you’re gone
I can’t help but remember 
How much I loved you




















Copyright © 2013 Llabira A. Diaz-Garcia
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