Poetry: I Seek

I seek the sands of summer
where the ocean meets the sky
that line becomes so distant
as boats go sailing by.

I gaze beyond the sunshine
where the distant seagulls fly
drifting over ragged reefs
and lighthouse up so high.

I ache to walk the surf line
with a woman I once knew
as the sunset slowly fades
and taken out of view.

The waves crash into nothing
and recede over the sand
so too does fade this beauty
beyond this stunning land.

I seek the sands of summer
as the clouds pass in the sky
and as the sun is setting
to where I wonder why.

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