It was a fine Sunday
we were walking at the beach
footprints on the sand
talking about life
cackle our lungs out on your funny hee-haws at my corny jokes.
The sea breeze blowing my brackish messy hair.
we paused for a moment
witnessing, as the bright daylight closes
and the hues of fire brightened out
blazing in gold, and dousing in pink
like Dumbledore’s phoenix painted out the pale blue sky.
At the edge of the horizon,
lays the glooming beam of rays to expire.
Your sandy soft hand slowly reaching mine
my heart beats faster
like the rhythm of the waves crashing onto the shore.
The golden scene slowly vanished into gray
and the gibbous moon gleams vague up high.
The stars twinkle out one by one
like the shimmer in your eyes looking onto mine.
You grabbed my waist
and pulled me into your embracing
brushed your lips on mine with the warmth of our hearts dancing.
I closed my eyes then my leg popped
I found the one I will gaze the sunrise with
until the sunset of my life.
