Prompted by their tryst eternal, Sea sends wave on crashing wave,
Churning, frothing, roiling Ocean, spits her foaming peaks so bright.
Sand awaits impatiently, holding to his word and promise.
Passion governs acts and deeds, rendezvous unleashed by promise,
Time yawns chasms between the tides, separating dunes and waves,
Exile from each other’s grasp, ignites the light of lust full bright.
Sea shimmers in jewels of sun, and elegant moonlight bright.
Sand, handsome, coarse and rugged, holds as firm as their kept promise.
Torrid and tempestuous, she drags him slowly out in waves.
For each grab of grains she claims with a wave, she leaves in her wake, bright foam to mark her progress. Time has masked the whys of their tussle; a fight, or a promise?
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