I heard the song of the beach
sweet nights and cold sun
whispering through my ears
this good old story
of a sailor falling for a lighthouse
And I heard the song of the beach
For I was myself becoming
the quintessence of the feeling
a lost sailor who fell
For a red light kissing the sand
and my fingers whispered to the sea
the song of the meeting
And I couldn't breathe
For when I heard the song of the beach
I saw the lighthouse
and I smiled
For when I finally heard the song of the beach
Like a sailor I fell
For your red light
And you smiled
For you heard the song too.

I heard the song of the beach - an original poem

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