#WritcoPoemPrompt124
A walk on a beach,
Both, on your bare feet,
So close and within reach,
A conversation brief but sweet,
All about promises of sweet nothings,
With a beautiful smile so dashing
Like the Glory of the sun so blazing.
But now I can only watch as you walk away from me,
As the distance between us keeps growing.
And your back the only thing I see
As you keep on drifting...
Like a wisp of Cloud.
© Rø Fï Ãh ❤️