Conch shell, you entice me;

Sandy colours woven with white.

A wonderful gift taken from the sea,

While your soul has taken flight.

A tiny coil wrapped around you

Widening as it spins with rhythm.

Nothing about you is quite overdue,

For the waves made you a perfect emblem.

You spin and dance leaving waves

To ripple right into my blood stream;

Leaving your texture shapely engraved

In my fingertips, kissed with your gleam.

Your waves fade into a dim cave

Where I hear your echo evermore.

I'll always remember the gift that you gave

When you rose up from the ocean floor.

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• Date written: October 17, 2017 • Word Count: 103 • Line Count: 16 • Stanza Count: 4 •