We're holding fingers walking along the strand
With the sea gently lapping on the sand
There's nothing in the world we want more
As you look at me and I at you
Seabirds fly off and crabs scuttle from our feet
How blessed we both were when first we did meet
As we walk you take a glance at me
Knowing that my eyes are on you too
And when we reach the end of the golden shore
I see your eyes pleading for so much more
So venture in the dunes out of sight
Kissing and cuddling clothes all askew
The evening falls and the moon shines down on us
As we hear the seas constant hiss and hush
So we wend our way wearily home
Paddling along the seashores foam
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how wonderfully this flows..just like a lapping tide
ReplyDeleteAh, this is lovely in its diction, imagery and feeling.
ReplyDeleteBlissful and comforting. :-)
-HA
Sounds like a lovely way to spend an afternoon.
ReplyDeleteOoh this is wonderfully romantic and dreamy!!💖💖
ReplyDeleteAt the beach, hand in hand, with sounds of the sea and a taste of sand lending to play. A nice write, rhyme enhanced. Wish I were there.
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DeleteWhat a wonderful, slow walking poem
ReplyDeleteSome places (and people) always make us want more (in the best of ways)... how delicious when we get to have it!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a delightful day at the beach!
ReplyDeleteYou write such lovely romantic poetry Robin!! This can only be done by a poet that has known a great and mighty love!!
ReplyDeleteI like the rhyme scheme of this poem, Robin, which reminds me of walking along, stopping and looking at the other person, and then continuing, as on a beach walk. I like that fingers are held - my husband and I do that too.
ReplyDeleteNature seems to be in tandem with the feelings impacting on both the souls!
ReplyDeleteHank
Pure, beautiful romance. Simply lovely!
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