The Shifting Tide
Phrases rolled like salt from the ocean
A warm fine sand set it all in motion
Our laughter rang through glasses and clatter
After all, would any of it matter?
Magic moments in the sand
Gave way to gentle touches of your hand
Lots of stories to be told
In between the kisses that you stole!
The sun began to set its course
Through all of this, we maintained our force
There would be no more to do than frown
For soon I realized, you’d be not around
So suddenly when blueness pierced the sky
It was one moment I needed just to sigh
Into your gaze and the shifting tide
I now knew I could abide
Copyright © Marnie Portland Johnson | Year Posted 2020
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