Beach

By Gammonboi

Sun, 13 Oct 2024
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Swaying swash slaps sunset shores,

Whilst we watch onward, cooking s'mores.
The crimson cliffside gives us shade,
From stray-strewn sun rays as they fade.
 
The seagull sleeps in the spot he lies in,
As stars rise fresh from the warm horizon,
Lighting sky with silver luster,
While a campfire dwindles in ocean bluster,
Spitting embers eastward bound,
And painting charcoal black the ground,
Before it sweeps to the inky sea,
The same salts shared by you and me.
 
The night is high, our feelings higher,
As clothes smell smoky from the fire.
We take a walk through darkened dunes,
And share a kiss below a bright full moon,
Not quite sure what's coming next,
But damp and happy nonetheless.
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