drops of dew  
covered shoulders  
brewed beneath love  
licked lids in flight  
or glistening  
along glittering hair  
to a thigh's sigh -  
more beneath  
i wonder  
along shoals  
sifting through  
the sea wrack and shells  
left behind  -  

her and mine  
i wonder alone  
the wrack  
cluttered and crunching  
beneath my feet  
cutting hoof and claw  
rasping for flight  
and watch the gulls  
drop blue mussels  
just beyond the waters reach  
blue shells worn and bearded  
from silver to black  
that i clutch, crouching  
between surf and song.  

-jbk  
rev27aug1997