A Poem for Summer’s End


The Dancers

The rain falls lightly onto the soft sand,
Little waves lap the peaceful shore.
White foam splashes and plays along the coast,
Almost abandoned, the beach is bathed in moonlight,
And there are but two figures remaining,
Dancing together in the silver light of the stars.
At first the dance is slow, their steps careful,
Then they move together, the music coming from within.
Entwined, they twist and turn on the sand.
Faster they dance, movements more intricate,
As the rain continues unnoticed, falling around them.
Now they embrace and dance as one,
The drumbeat of their hearts ringing loudly.
They tumble to the sand, their descent graceful,
And their eyes bright and shining.
The dance is over, the night passes.
And yet there the dancers stay,


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