On the Beach at Night Together
by poetreearborist
On the beach at night together
The lovers, neither modest nor young, sing with their hearts to the darkness
As one looks at the stars, the other the reflection of the moon on the water
And I consider the broken, un-rhyming verses of my favorite poets, long dead
Who before my birth learned the secret to cleave soul from body, and possibly, to see the face of God
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