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

The dream becomes a reality
Once warned against my eye lids,
and against the words of my lips
What else shall i recall with my palms in a safer one tender enough to toddle me.

With the heat Waves
Feeling that's what life only got,
under the blue skies.
No white horse to make my Gwen an official queen
It all lies it my heart

The tides dancing to my beatitudes,
No reptile to keep my shoe on
Red tiles won't be weary to buy though
Both on our feets,
We stand tall together.


© Etimfon