Strand of gold interlaced
with silver
Reflecting sunlight catches
the eye
Dancing motes of dust are suspended
midair
A warm breeze plays the wind
chime
Our hairs tangles together
as we watch the sky
The sun slowly sinks into
the beach
Birds caw their discordant
pleas
Resting together, we wait
until the moon rises
We walk hand in hand on
the beach
As soft sand settles between
our toes
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