the man at the water's edge

what other word is there for this
but luxury
watching a man
wrap his arms around his girl
a fifty something
in her one piece sprinting by
contemplating her first dip of the season
at the water's edge
something about sinking
your feet into the sand
warm sun and cool breeze
gentle waves that never end
he's still holding her
the man at the water's edge
I've been that man
the shelter from the storm
the envelopment of love
can't help but wonder
where he is for me
the man at the water's edge


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