Stopping At Lovers Lane - Poem by Lisa Rhodes
Can you see
The white edge
Of sand crawling along
The beach like a cool smoky
Blue blur beneath
The thick haze of moisture or
Can you feel the roughness
Of the oceans waves, hard like hundreds
Of jagged rocks?
Can you remember
The majestic orange suns’
Heat thinned into golden honey?
Do you remember stopping
Here by the oceans edge?
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