Precious Sea

Shells lay listening, letting the sea sing, and you, lay quiet too as sea foam rose and cuddled your feet.   My necklace clucked. Amber and shells; heart on hand to you. I swallowed salt and your soul was air.   Purity foam. It calmed shivers; turning them into a song. Still tingling your toes, as they too are precious…
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