The sun glints on the wrinkled silver sea
And the seagulls' hilarious squawk and bleat
Rings out into silence over the bay
Where the tide has wiped the marks of our feet.
The peace is massive, sinks into our heart
With perfect joy of the fading day
So we arise over the humdrum art
Of small talk and random sounds on the way.
We're hand in hand, the way it's meant to be.
Let's hug this moment, now, just you and me.
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