• Out of Reach

Out of Reach

Running Down a Dark Beach

Stuck between my toes, Wet Sand.

Lone never leaves, though Out of Reach.

We don't want hand in hand. 

I look up into the moon,

My eyes gaze down for a smile not there.

Then Remembered I will not soon. 

So I look to the future and for her I stare. 

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