toes in the sand

skype
m:... what`s that noise?
v: what? my keyboard?
m: no, it sounds like water.
v: oh, that`s the ocean. youve never heard it before when i called?
m: no. you can hear it like that from inside your room? that would scare me.
v: i can see it too. it rocks me to sleep...

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at dawn, an endless stage for sunrises so amazing it`s almost suffocating to watch. a perfect blue line that sometimes blends a little too well with the sky above. it`s slippery but beautiful. anything could be out there. at night, when all you can see between and below the stars is utter darkness for miles and miles, a far away ship, so close you can touch it, and the sound of waves tell you it`s still there. you look again, and see nothing, and see everything.

you swim.