On The Sand

On the sand,
moments bloom unknowingly,
soft waves rising slowly
somewhere deep within me.

By the ocean’s edge,
it feels
as if you’re weaving
a world we once lost,
spin a dream
where our hearts get caught

The dusk glows
like golden sunlight,
your touch as tender
as a rose petal’s sigh.

You write our names
upon the sand,
sowing little hopes
in the waves by hand.

In the shadow of the moon’s embrace,
Your lips whisper dreams into space;
And my restless heart,
Falls silent just hearing you impart.

All night the wind speaks,
echoing through the valleys.

I stand still
amid silent storms,
lost with you
in a dream-filled night,
your hand resting
softly in mine right.

The night adorns itself
with moonlit blossoms,
Breath filled
with unspoken hopes.

Faint dreams brush the mind,
seeking directions,
stirring old dreams.

In the tender stroke of lunar light,
You glide like a fairy across the night.

You held the flame of
hope so true,
you wrote the story of
You and Me new…