The graceful song I heard in sunset's arms
sang me to rest by sounds of water sweet.
It trickled down a cliff of harnessed charms
a glimpse of mother's voice as softer seen.
A narrow chance to have a moment's glare
but glanced by warm in air a stronger breath
with more than views it wants to show and share.
So rarely skewed, lest rushed to graze my head,
weighs down my mind in swirls of sand on beach.
The waves will leave my sway upon the crest;
unconsciously warned without substance to breathe
The glow of sunsets, dreams of each other;
in visions, sounds on beaches with lovers.
