barefoot
in the
evening's
moon lit
cooling
sand,
at the
edge...
of where
the land
meets
the
mysterious
sea.

staring
out
into what
appears
to be
an infinite
horizon of
mystery.

holding
on to
one another....
the longing,
and gripping
the mystery
of us
ever so
tightly.

we lay
down next
to one another
and begin
to indulge,
allowing
our passion
to flow
like the
wave crashing
sea....

   and
at long
last,
allowing
our passions
to
finally
be freed
by the sea...

just you and me.