Lonely Balcony
Lonely balcony
I stand on a lonely balcony
with my cup of coffee
watching through weary eyes
the sun rising,
reflecting upon melodic waves,
a rhythmic reminder
of the distance that lies
between us,
painting a pink sherbet horizon,
softly caressing
seashell dotted white
sand beaches glimmering,
knowing it has already seen
the beauty I am
longing to see...
you
Good morning Soupers
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2017
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