On the beach
A couple walking along the beach,
their hands are never out of reach,
as lovers always so alone,
within crowds they roam.
Their world is all summer bright,
each day followed by star filled night,
they're always at home,
they are never alone.
Kicking sand for a moment parted,
instant hands back where they started,
they continue on to roam,
waves crashing to foam.
Odd words and looks are all they convey,
passing between them what words can't say,
a world all of their own,
lovers are never alone.
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