Under the sky on the beach
Under the sky on the beach
A yellow residue begins to hide
on the edge of the horizon.
Like a spell
a blind shadow
hosts the song of the waves
on the beach.
I feel in the sand still hot
waiting for the light of the moon,
a gentle breeze caresses my skin,
unbeliever for this new exist
I kiss the sand.
Original by 
9/20/2018