kicking sand with debra
we watch the surf roll in,
marvel at the shadow of the earth
as it sweeps across the moon,
savor the midnight air
and laugh when
a sudden gust of wind
transports my jaunty hat on a journey
to the stars, raise a toast
of chardonnay and, to the cadence
of heartbeats
and music of the spheres,
dance away the summer’s night,
caress the dawn with a kiss.
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Absolutely romantic and delicious! Such writing reads so easily, one would think that you're younger than springtime. - Bill
Blessings ...
EDWIN
Carole~
Lina
Then also that glorious kiss of mornings dawning....It sure is breathless where you live!
Much Love & Inspirations
Vickie
Georg
Theres nothing like sitting by the water
Have a good one
The Buzzard
The sea is in your blood and in your pen, thankfully for your readers! I enjoyed this one, very much. Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
You still evoke Pablo Neruda when you write of the sea. :)
Oh you romantic devil! Exquisite setting, words, feelings and such evocation. Truly, genuinely sweet and wholesome.
John
Eileen
Sandie Angel :o)