The Dunes at Wyandanch Beach

By Dianne Moritz

The dunes are mostly gone now.

Remember how we played fetch
with my dog and you took a piece
of driftwood, etched “I love you” in sand?

We made love up in the dunes, the sun
on your back, a fire through me, lust
sprinkling down like a warm sea mist.

Once I watched as you swam, sleek as
a dolphin, body-surfed with new friends.
I called out, but you didn’t hear.

The dunes are mostly gone now …
washed away by time and tide.

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“I write to capture indelible moments in time.” – the writer

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