Salt-kissed skin and sun-bleached hair
Weary bones that climb the dune
Ocean whispers secrets rare
Echoing in the afternoon.

Hands like weathered, twisted vines
Trace the scars on shell necklace
Each mark a story
Love entwines.

The Love Log
Tattered pages whisper tales untold
Of teenage fumbles
Dreams of futures bold
First dance
First kiss
Shy confessions under stars
Each line a brushstroke...