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I am the poet laureate of the beach just before dawn.
Of the moon and the tide dancing- lovers destined to never touch.
Each wave that laps at the sand is a cry to hold the moon;
longing to wrap their arms around her.
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I am the poet laureate of the beach just before dawn.
Of the moon and the tide dancing- lovers destined to never touch.
Each wave that laps at the sand is a cry to hold the moon;
longing to wrap their arms around her.
This is such a pretty poem and a nice one to read in the evening. Thank you!