From the East, a glowing sphere rose
From the darkness of the night to kiss
The water below.
The barely waning moon
held captive the dark waves as we walked along
the sand, holding hands -- laughing, chatting,
Being together. Looking out, it
Appeared the moon painted the fingernails
Of the ocean, and now it crept forward
With provocative playfulness, tickling the
Sand with silver-tinged tips. Night
played peek-a-boo with light as shadows
Danced on the sparkling strand, punctuated
By occasional fireworks up and down the beach.
The man in the moon smiled down on lovers and families
As he lit their way and moved across the sky.
As he neared the West, the light appeared again
In the East, a gray light with shades of pink
That darkened the waves into an angry froth
and began the battle for the sky. Soon
a neon sphere emerged from the horizon,
Announcing its arrival with hues of lavenders,
Pinks, and reds, releasing daylight to cover
Our world with light and heat and sunshine.
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