The Beach Wall
Time is slowly spent in this moment so rare,
Watching waves as sunset starts to align.
Evening now holds the late day's final sign.
My shadow, faithful, ventures forth with care.
We move our chairs, but still it seems too soon,
For waves are slow, guided by moon's soft light.
It circles us with chill, an endless night.
An unseen wall, a fortress wrought by gloom.
This wall, relentless, faster than the sea,
Against this force, together we will stand,
Our love a shield, our hearts a guiding hand.
A cold embrace now urges us to flee.
Though shadows grow and waves may slowly tire,
This wall now forces our feet to inspire.
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2021-06-06
Maine Walls
With her the time is spent divine.
Watching as the waves become mine.
My shadow starts his long journey.
It's probably still to early.
Move our chairs back, yet it's too soon.
Waves aren't moved fast by the moon.
An unseen wall shows without flaws.
Wrapped itself round us with cold claws.
The wall is faster than the waves.
Now we move to escape our graves.
Revive us with a divine dish.
Berry crumble was my real wish.
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