The sun already traversed the sky,
arms linked, soul stepping into the tide,
the sun kissed your skin,
and reminded me why once you made me shy.
The mouth of time it open’eth wide,
and our love blossomed to kin.
Quietness of the soul,
as the senses indulge,
in the laspe of the sea,
the stars pierce vast coal,
the happenings of next I will not divulge,
you laying in the dunes with me.