standing in the sand
wiggling toes to sink in
ankles gently caressed by the rolling surf
salty brine kissed on the lips
the breeze carrying with it nights' air
bringing a calm over the dunes
turn towards the cliffs
looking up to the looping light
pick up the sandals
begin the climb up the stairs
taking your time
enjoying the seagulls call
circling around in a flutter
at last the top of the stairs is reached
the stiff tall grass greets you
walk through it along the narrow path
letting fingers drag across the tops
take in the wafts of a fire
coming from within the looping lights home
step over the threshold
into the room warmed by the wood stove
there on the table a cup waits
for the hot cocoa warming on the stove
with the soft smells of chocolate
warming the palms of your hands
you begin to climb the steps
reaching the top to our spot
where we sit just under the looping light
and gaze out onto the endless ocean
from our slice of paradise...
the lighthouse
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