it’s beautiful here

quiet

peaceful

the birds fly above

they sing a song in a language i wish i knew

i wonder if birds sing about love as we do?

or heartbreak

or healing

or the magic of life

the waves crash on the beach

and leave as quickly as they came

pulled back into the sea

do they feel trapped?

do they wish to be free?

or does their return feel like coming home?

i want to come home

i am ...

Your petals flourishing in the sea air,

Stem strong and so sturdy,

Blooming on the beach,

A gentle breeze,

Stands firm,

Sands.

So soft,

Enough for you,

To grow and strive,

Beauty in your tender petals,

Life in your gorgeous reddy bloom.

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Love You R

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🖤 improvised, I hope you all enjoy 🖤...

Sea

Saltly air

A calm overhead

And filling you completely

You went here for a reason

But you’ve decided to wait

To not let the sea have you

Not on a beautiful night like this

You see an empty can

And reach over to pick it up

Humans, the foul creatures

Who filth the world with their greed

You wish that you weren’t as such

You wish you could become salt in the air

Turning around, you see a fla...

When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,

I all alone beweep my outcast state,

And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,

And look upon myself and curse my fate,

Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,

Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,

Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,

With what I most enjoy contented least;

Yet in these thoughts myself almost desp...

It’s starting to rain as I sit here on the beach looking across to the horizon

People getting up to leave because they’re too afraid to get wet

I’m sitting here

Watching them leave

And soon

I’m all alone

With the beach to myself

_The rain coming down _

_My hair getting wetter _

_And wetter _

_And wetter_

I’m completely alone with the rain

It never crosses my mind to get up and leave

Bec...

This tide,

Brought you.

To my side,

So I would stay true.

This beach,

Brought me.

Into your reach,

So I could just be.

This sand,

Brought footprints.

Hand in hand,

Forever since.

This sky,

Reflects your heart

A far cry,

From whence we were apart.

…

Love You R

…

🖤💚...

Sitting on a beach.

Thinking.

You really call this peace?

My brain can’t stop speaking.

It’s one after another,

just constant

and it’s making me suffer.

Just let me be honest.

Let me talk to someone,

I hate being alone.

Because thoughts can consume one,

so far, that’s the only effect known.

So as I sit on the sand,

let me tell you,

thoughts do not give an upper hand

when you have more than a fe...

The ocean breathes in its languid rhythm,

Golden sun caresses my face,

Salty winds whipp through my hair,

And for a moment,

My soul is at peace.

I sit, a lone sentinel,

the sand warm beneath me,

embraced by the quiet symphony of the ocean.

Each wave rises, curls, crashes,

a transient fury against the shore,

then falls back, silenced,

as if the sea itself has lost its voice.

I watch, entran...

I long to feel a lovers touch,

A tender hand upon my waist.

I cannot say I’ve known as much,

I’ve felt no warmth upon my face.

I dream of Misty ocean breeze,

Where palm trees sway in twilights hush.

Yet here I fold on bended knees,

I long to feel a lovers touch.

But here, there’s quiet, nothing more,

No sand or seas, or crashing waves.

No watchful skies or salty Shores,

No tender hand upon...

The crystine water rocks back and forth

Droplets sprinkling the ivory sand

Soaking in the sunshine

Children in swimsuits run across the seaside

Their tiny feet making small muddy imprints

In otherwise pristine white seafloor

The glowing morning blue sky

Fades to a shimmering pink haze

As evening draws near

The swarming families

Soon leave the ocean and fun behind

Packing up to go home

Sudden...