I came to the place
where the sun shines down gently
like lazy, luxurious, sleepy mornings
and the waves crash passionately
like the restless nights that have passed
Where were came
so long ago
lost in our own selves
Alone in togetherness.
I came to the place
where the water gently quivers
distorting the image
of a delicate, gentle face
reflected in the glittery, silvery mirror
lying beneath the water
I came to the place
where the last of
summer’s sweet symphony
still sounds clearly
echoing a wordless melody
that only we can know.
I came to the place
where the wind blows
cool and crisp
running its gentle, seductive fingers
through my hair
and against my lips
breathing a name
into my soul.
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