Intensity stroking
Warmth settling.
Few whisperings
Lashes fluttering.
Smeared in thy warmth
Rubbing against the sand
Singing those songs
Breathing thy breath
Begging seconds to pause
They paused not
Breathed with us
On their heels
Commenced the walk.
Paces differed
Intensity varied
Yet they walked along
One steady
One strong.
Each tick
A move forward
A step ahead
A walk together
A second terminated.
Once again
Reviving the flights of time
Singing those songs.
The tides rose
They now roared
Passion spoke
Intensity sang
On their behalf
Silence who chose.
On the cold bay
Resting now
Afar from time
Busy with the final toast
With more fire
Spark in store!!!
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