sitting by the campfire on a deserted beach
my brother and I
under the dark canopy of night,
pinpoint stars in the patchy sky
the sea edged with remnants of a vast primeval forest;
trying to warm up after a cold swim –
the glowing sea – milky luminescence
alive with phosphorescent beauty
where every step sends swirling waves of light
cascading through the gently lapping water,
sparks of light, traces following behind
with every movement through the water
scintillating as they fall off our bare skin:
I can barely wait to share this lonely beauty
with someone special and beautiful,
two people alone,
sharing the beauty of our world
on a lonely beach
at the far end of a giant continent
Andrew Barham
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