At the land's end the sea rolls up to the sky
Warm colours flow together
Like butterflies into heaven
Leading day joyously into night
I stand in the fading light
Tightly, holding onto this perfect day
The smells
The tastes
The joys
A breath, in drawn
Held for that long moment,
Focussed on absorbing every last sensation
Folding them carefully in my memories
So that this summer's day will never end.
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