Soaking Peace
Soaking peace.
Waves,beaching themselves on the shore,
Palms wafting in the silent breeze,
A golden orb slowly sinking on the horizon,
Warmth caressing a body in need of rest,
The soft rippling of those fading waves,
The gentle swish of those lazy palms,
Making eyes feel drowsy and leaden,
Relaxation at the end of the day.
Soaking peace.
© Dave Timperley 29/01/2017
Copyright © Dave Timperley | Year Posted 2018
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