Paper birches
Tentative summer light
Far northern feeling
Health and such relief

I walk the edge
Of a wide brackish outflow
She behind me
More slow, more cautious

Shifting shalestones
Under our sneakers
Bright, brittle and hissing
Bright and brittle sky

Shifting shalestones
Bright, brittle and hissing
Shifting shalestones
Bright, brittle and hissing
Shifting

She tells me smiling
Full with a twoness
At dusk the lights dance for us
Like fire, and we dance too