The path to the beach

The long path to the beach

made with wood and strings

we used to walk every night

together under the moonlight

barley did we talk ,there was no need

all that mattered was us

feeding souls with peace

and after each walk

you would take me home

kissing me goodnight

and waiting for tomorrow to come

so that I would wake up

and realize

it was just the dream that I have every night...