The beach is holding me captive
It's keeping me away from the city
It's Crystal blue waves that roll like thunder on a rainy day
It's fine sand the heats my body yet freezes me to my seat
It's magnificent creatures that are hidden in its sea
It's thunderous waters yet cool under tide
The beach and it's ways have yet to be seen
Feelings are what matters here
The ones you'll find in the depths of your soul
The feel of contentment of heavenly bliss
That is the true meaning of the beach
Jess
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Auxilia🌹
Poetry"He who draws noble delights from sentiments of poetry is a true poet, though he has never written a line in all his life." - George Sand, from The Devil's Pool. "Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from em...
