quiet evening beach, "Nguyen Tat Thanh"
long stretch sugary brownie field
two strangers  by the shore
the waves crawl with lure

succulent are the thoughts
two caught in bait of mind games
exchanged soft kisses and caress
as her eyes met the sea

yet they're in control in their heads
no dramas but
a feeling of detach
no promises to profess

the voyage of time runs a race
tailored moments kept hidden
morning comes another day
yesterday a tale story to say