Facing the Emerald Sea,Revised

Walking slowly along the beach,November’s wind is cold, As is the water, I run from the pearly waves drawing towards for my dry feet, Reaching my eyes,where as to follow,reminds me of where I used to go, Watching the brilliant colors of the crisp clear sunset, Casting the greatest gleam across the sky,lit as if an arch-less rainbow, Fading Emerald Green flashing brightly before dark sets in, The early full moon's reflection is as far as I can see Reaching out to me ,across the ocean waves,I become in a trance, All dreams ,even ones that come true,must be awakened each time after another, I turn with a teardrop, as I face the my world ,back into the race I descend, The moon and walking on the ocean waves, is all that I live for, I carry sand in my shoes to remind me of you.