A perfect timed moment,
barely a stir
of the quietest
pre-dawn chill.
The wet winters chilly morn,
& a young girl so innocently calms my
rage, with just a snug or two
in the unseen sleeping tents,
nestled on the beach hill
and a
telepathic, telepathetic, telephonic
message.
An electric hug,
Just a sweet touching reminder
that:
love is sublime,
& forever is always new.
.