Magnetic Shores by Linda Imbler
Magnetic Shores
Sandy shores,
lovers walk along then in pairs.
Head to head, hand in hand,
fair weather brings them out en masse.
Whether watching
stars at night
or the
reflection
of sun
on crushed rocks as sand,
or sea shells,
flawless,
undefiled.
Clean waves crash in,
or flow softly.
The endless song
of romance and courtship,
flowing,
all is flowing,
from head to hand to heart.
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