A walk on the dark and damp shore
Leaving behind footprints with each step she took
Forgetting all her stress, worries and the unfinished chore
Voices called out to her...she didnt even bother to look.
As the mild roaring sounds of the waves filled the air
The dying waves kissed her feet
The wind with a vigorous grace, blew through her hair
The subtle intensity of everything around made her heart skip a beat.
She moved along with a feminine grace
Humming her favourite tune as she did so
A content smile spread across her face
Bright, satisfied and ecstatic from head to toe.
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