Salt water

I float buoyantly on my back;
allow the heavy, salty breeze to dissolve
the boundary between body and water.

I surrender to your peaks and crests:
rising, falling,
rising, falling, rising;
falling towards shore we crash.

We crash as waves
into the surf: tossing, turning;
erupting, spraying; sliding
slowly, as fingers into sand.

We have sipped the entire ocean.
We leave only salt.