To lay prone in a cave on the beach
Eroded by waves
In a moment eroded into time
Into our lives created slow
As a refuge for memory
Seagull like a gothic castle on a crag
That we once wrote a song about
The sound of the waves is
The sound of the Earth breathing
The sky admires itself in the sea
As I see myself in your eyes smiling
Hope rolls in with the tide
As the ocean caresses the land
Sand the color of your skin but not as warm
When I look into your eyes I see
Eternity, the sun mixed with the sea
God filtered through low clouds
A color as limitless
As an overflown horizon
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