The evening hour...
A calm summer evening calls me,
A slow and lazy hour,
Where sand is white and breeze is salty,
Where oceans stretch afar,
Cold feet are touched with warmth,
As I row them in the sand,
Far away from the worldly harm,
I sit and watch the land,
Hugging the sea while it embraces me,
Like a lonely, long lost child,
Every sensation overwhelming,
As I look above to the sky,
The sun comes closer to kiss the oceans,
The light dancing over the water,
Capturing with my eyes, like a moment stolen,
I get lost in the evening hour...
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