12/1/2024 for Best Romantic Poem Poetry Contest sponsored by Emile Pinet
Two people on the beach in Malibu gazed at the ocean linking their two lands. One of them was me. One of them was you. To a drumbeat, deep, we were joining hands. The waves and the rhythm of our young hearts kept time to a flowering melody, punctuated by cautious stops and starts, lovely point and counterpoint by the sea. A tasty dinner, Ye Olde King's Head, then home, as I recall (though old and grey), how on this journey, you were gently led, as we found heartfelt treasures on our way. It was like a gift given from above. Your first time was when I first fell in love.
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