Water Girl

See the waves lick at her feet?
They've rolled for a thousand miles
to spill out on this shining beach.
Can you see her there, the water-girl,
the tide pool girl,
with her hair like the warm sand
and her ears straining through the rush of water?
She's waited for a thousand years
to lie here on this sandy beach.

Do you see the sun shine for her?
A thousand million years he's lit the earth,
and all to light her brilliant smile.
He plays his light upon her skin,
and makes her oh so very warm.
She walks like dancing candlelight,
with her skin soft as the waves.
She is the desire
that's made this sandy beach.

See the waves that spread and die for her?
She doesn't even look at them.
She doesn't need to look at them.
The sea salt waves, and waves, and waves...
She is the water-girl.
She is the tide pool girl.
The little boy builds sandcastles.
The silly boy builds sandcastles.
Does she know why he builds them for her?

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