Breathing in the depths
Of this engulfing seaside,
While the sunset dyes
The juniper skies- crimson.
A timeless vagabond
I am on my own, out here
Where my heart slowly sinks
In a momentary glimpse,
Just beyond that horizon.
Reliving all over
Your haunted voice, coursing
Through my thoughts
Escaping these lips.
Everywhere I go
I hear stagnant echoes;
Yours eternally,
Could I ever be?
Immortal sunsets
A thousand more and still counting
From here on, time and again,
Until my heart lets me, let us go-
From a distance.
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Summer Sands
PoetrySummer The days are longer The night skies Draped in stars, Shimmering pearls in the ocean; While the seagulls soar Above the ever, turning tides.
