Coastal Campsite

You wake dark and warm
Insect repellent perfumed along your jaw
Your breath clouds the air the way rolling fog obscures the sky

Skin slicked with water, seaweed braceleting ankles
The newborn sun bleeds down draining tidepools
Cold seeps in close around your bones the way the mist hugs the thick trees

Stone scraped raw just like a heart
Leaving bruises and scratches down your bare legs
Salt hangs heavy, sticky against skin like the way you kiss me