The sky and the sea they touch,
illuminated by each other.
They could never meet too much,
and the sky they endlessly cover.
Bright pops of blue,
and little specks of purple
make a beautiful hue.
As they swirl to combine
they become one and not two.
The trees bask in their colors,
happy to be a part of the scene.
There's something the tree discovers,
something that's a beautiful sheen;
The sky and the sea are lovers.
Everyday they meet again,
while every night they say goodbye.
It's sad to see them separate,
they leave with a great sigh.
It's touching to see wen they return
once again into the sky.
The rocky jetties jut into the sea,
cutting a place where the sky does not meet.
Quiet and alone, it's a sad place to be.
I like it better when the sky meets the sea.
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My Poems
AcakJust a collection of poems I've written. Some from the past, some present, and more to come in the future.
