By the Water's Edge
A ruby-red sun slowly starts to sink,
as scarlet sunbeams singe sullied clouds pink.
And as a mellow moon mirrors Sole's face:
a golden globe, gracefully takes its place.
And as dusk's darkness drowsily descends,
a star-studded sky suddenly transcends.
And wave-wrinkled waters washing ashore,
form frothy foamy flips seagulls adore.
The beach becomes basted in crawling crab;
that tides tethered to the moon cannot grab.
And a fog fashioned from fragments of mist,
fosters faint feelings of just being kissed.
Darkness designates the end of the day,
snagging shifting shadows, starting to stray.
And as ebony engulfs everything,
crimson clouds circle Luna, like a ring.
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