The stars winked from the end of the pier -
As if signaling to no one in particular
She was the unity he had searched for
of this he was certain
The restless wind carried
All their revisions -
The coveted moments of intimacy
Unfolding across naked arms
He understood then
How certain nights are not nights at all
But small chambers inside the mind
Each another's audience
Breaking the seal of solitude
Walking the sand
Kiss to hand
___________________________________
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 3:19 PM UTC
The stars winked from the end of the pier -
As if signaling to no one in particular
She was the unity he had searched for
of this he was certain
The restless wind carried
All their revisions -
The coveted moments of intimacy
Unfolding across naked arms
He understood then
How certain nights are not nights at all
But small chambers inside the mind
Each another's audience
Breaking the seal of solitude
Walking the sand
Kiss to hand
___________________________________
