On a shore where whispers meet the sea,
Where tides dance softly, wild and free,
I stand in awe, as daylight fades,
In hues of amber, where magic pervades.

The sun dips low, a golden fire,
Kissing the horizon, fueling desire,
With every wave that kisses the sand,
I hear the echoes of dreams unplanned.

Each grain of sand, a story...