I understand
what pulls you
as you pull me
up the dune path

slack blue line
means Stop
Stay
and I do

kneeling beside you
black eyes closed
to the bay flats endless before us
the breeze flares and twitches
the slit of your nose

Smell that
it says
Breathe it
It’s ours
Ready
you respond
to my forehead on your crown
and my fingers on the leash latch

Click means Go
and you do
spray moist sand on my shins
a sudden stop
and wink
over your shoulder
means Come
and I do

drop the blue line
and run after you
us two
weaving lines
of prints and steps

you always a puppy
me
forever a child
as the day shines anew