a slotted sea   stretched blue-black
to the horizon   rolled white seams   back
to slap the sand   sshh   sshh   sshh

on the beach   we linked arms and danced
our feet churned the pebbles   white 
and we fell dizzy into a heap   laughing

seated with legs crossed   three yogis
in the sand   peeled tangerines at sunset
and savored the sections  tangy with life 
			       
a shroud of fog hid   midnight's old moon
as we spread blankets   among the reeds  
behind the dunes   a page of another time 
			
first came the sound   muffled by the sea 
clipping the shore   a horse   white against 
the darkness   pranced over the wet sand

and we thinking   safe now in dune shadow 
skipped   hopes and desires like stones   
into the sea   formed ripples   circles   sshh
               
and we unaware   that the white horse   wide
nostrils flared   riderless   would swoop down 
like a preying vulture  and seize   laughter