The Beach And Love Poem by Willy Shayudana

I met you that time Bright sun shining over the fisherman's head At the end of the beach, endless.

Do you remember? I'm sitting behind you These eyes don't blink As if to give news I ask;

The blood in the body becomes a sea of ​​love From afar, should I give up?

Once again, it must be repeated You are silent, while the birds sing. in front of you in front of you Bringing love Or will the sea breeze abandon us?

On the sand the distance between the two is blocked Every now and then glance, reality is lost.

15, July 2020
Willy Shayudana