Dear God I see you in the setting sun and see myself in these blue currents below darkening to purple as the minutes pass and think of my parents—
Waikiki Beach, take me home
and take everything else, too.
Make my mother weep.
Leaving the water with scrapes and bruises from rocky shores
is a warm and ethereal pleasure
Sparkling blue waves submerge me and overwhelm my innocent smile,
But the flesh is nothing!
Waikiki, grab my heart.
Endearing roll of the tongue on all your sweet words
Motel by the sea, with a little shower filled with wet sand
Soft head of hair resting on my legs, is that seaweed from the tides?
Please carry me, with glitter on your foamy surface, all white and glistening
Currents rushing towards the shore, where my family digs their feet in the sand
I will love you for as long as I am 20.