They walked down over the sand
Close smiling holdng on tight
Her sandals held in her hand
Surf beating in careless might
Sun's flames were exhausted for
Moon's nightly rule of the sky
So seagulls now left the shore
Once they gave their last outcry
At boulder's edge they now sat
He spoke her name and she his
But touch was best not just chat
Their love was sealed with a kiss
Exhausted she clung to him
In night's blindness touch was all
As they both hugged limb to limb
Consoled by the night birds call
As in classic tales steadfast
They strolled back over the sand
Hoping that their love would last
Fingers entwined hand in hand
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I love the real-life-fairy-tale tone of this poem... the delight in their relationship, even their fears that something might go wrong. A bit of anxiety is good to keep us on our toes... and holding on.
ReplyDeleteWhistles!!❤️💝This is such a wonderfully romantic write, Robin.. sigh.. especially love; "As in classic tales steadfast. They strolled back over the sand. Hoping that their love would last. Fingers entwined hand in hand" Beautifully penned. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support❤️💝
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
what a lovely walk on this path of romance!...
ReplyDeleteThis sounds like the perfect romantic day. I hope the magic from that day carries over for years.
ReplyDeleteEvery time.....EVERY time I read your words they leave me heart swollen and eyes brimming with tears...this time with joy and hope XXX
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely serene walk...I lost my mind somewhere!!
ReplyDeleteexcellent.
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