On the Shores
On the shores of here and gone,
a never ending line
sunlight shining off her hair
and dancing off her eyes.
Palm trees sway in seafoam green,
warm sand beneath our feet
sunset falling off the Earth;
an ocean full of peace.
Castanets beneath soft waves
that glisten as they flow
Magic lying beneath the blue;
a future never known.
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