Above the wetlands,
a seagull, skull-forward, dives.
Skimming by sea-life. Pausing.
Eyes ringed from the peninsula.
Mermaid-like child, watches upwards,
from under the ocean,
pebbles, stones, making land.
The sound of curved wings against the wind,
Lifted, fom your loving position.
A kiss trembles on your tongue.
Lighting fires. Holding hands.
Driftwood. Sought by swoopers,
Keen and nifty.
Like a suitor, growing goosebumps.
As she was lifted, higher and higher.
Your keen gaze along seaweed glistening.
A couple walk slowly on the sand.
A secret silence of a thousand words.
In the air. Just drifting.
Only the bird dares to listen.