When Rain Comes to The Shore
The ocean hushes when the gray comes in,Its breath grows slow beneath the cloudy veil;No footprints linger where the waves have been –the rain erases every mortal trail. Umbrellas bloom like flowers in the sand,Bright petals braving storms of silver mist;And lovers wander, fingers intertwined,to feel the sky and sea in union kissed. Some think … Read more
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