Crushed Shells and Sand

On the horizon's thin red line is the setting sun where we walk the shoreline of crushed shells and sand hand in hand words are spoken softly, hearts softly beating Ocean waves curling to shore seabirds diving into the water, crying out as ocean breezes envelop our skin all the more The evening's colors are red and purple The sunlight fades, and stars appear as though a curtain is pulled back revealing a full moon rising that seems so near Its golden rays splayed across the incoming tide leaving bursts of light on the tops of waves before they subside We turn, our eyes melting together in a silent understanding as waves now thin wrap around our feet welcoming romance, on a moonlit shore where its glow was landing Where the sun has set on this night we share as hearts welcome a starry night above and our lungs breathe in the salt air wrapped in the arms of love