Shadow snares lay waiting
silent
on the sand.
Autumn breezes tease
my skin.
Time squeezes
through my hand.
Shadows, sunsets, seasons
flow each
to a quiet end.
Passions bled
Stories told
No reason to extend.
Whisper now, love.
Hold me still.
One last time,
enchant me.
For now we part
and grieve
anon
within this
big blue empty.