Landlocked dreaming

Landlocked dreaming
pretending to be by winter’s fire
with you,
gives a skipping sleepy cadence to
my weighted heart,
as the honey sun skirts slantwise
and drowns the strand in purple shade,
we cling to desperate stripes
of furtive warmth
marching slowly into night.

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