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Now Two, The Single One

This perfect love begins on the ocean shore
Upon the timeless sand we walk, anxious hearts soar!
Easy are the words falling effortlessly from our lips
Under a full moon and surely bound by its grip.
Tranquil is the ocean breeze that tenders our skin
A Sweet mist fills the air as ancient emotions contend.
With enveloping music a sedulous angel composes
Now two beats in rhythm, we lay upon a bed of red roses.
Mythic etches mark new secrets in the moonlit sky,
A furtive treasure for all eternity this perfect love signifies.
Ocean waves undulate, creating motion, and so we go
Back to the village with fresh caught love, our faces aglow.
In a seaside cafe, this perfect evening is wondrously done
With noise of waves and champagne, now two the single one.

This perfect love begins on the ocean shore
Upon the timeless sand we walk, anxious hearts soar!
Easy are the words falling effortlessly from our lips
Under a full moon and surely bound by its grip.
Tranquil is the ocean breeze that tenders our skin
A Sweet mist fills the air as ancient emotions contend.
With enveloping music a sedulous angel composes
Now two beats in rhythm, we lay upon a bed of red roses.
Mythic etches mark new secrets in the moonlit sky,
A furtive treasure for all eternity this perfect love signifies.
Ocean waves undulate, creating motion, and so we go
Back to the village with fresh caught love, our faces aglow.
In a seaside cafe, this perfect evening is wondrously done
With noise of waves and champagne, now two the single one.

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By Jeffrey L. H. Naylor

Retired Professor of Literary Criticism/Philosophy/History. Retired USAR Lieutenant Colonel. Father of six.

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