#WritcoPoemPrompt124
A walk on a beach,
Both, on your bare feet,
So close and within reach,
A conversation brief but sweet,

The sun dips low, painting skies in blue,
the calmness of waves as it whisper secrets, their stories unfold.
Music as our laughter, the world fades away.
In this perfect moment, one thing I only wish that it could stay.

But shadows creep in as the tide starts to turn,
With each gentle wave, a...