11:45pm

Pitch black
and quarter to twelve,
we walked on the beach
barefoot on shells.

Stars guided
our path to low tide,
the oncoming waves
slowing our strides.

We stood there together
in the frigid ocean breeze…
pausing to take in
all we couldn’t see.

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  3. Beautiful poem….quite romantic actually….contrasting….there’s a hint of pain aa well….loving this line….”But we still stood to take in all we couldn’t see.”

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