the allure of the beach at sunset

at sunset if you're lucky

one day you'll see

under the fading orange sky

tanned feet crunch white sand

and leave vague imprints

as the velvety shadowed figures

dance freely under the

pale pink glow

with their white flowing clothes

swirling to the beat of

mother nature's drum

playing alongside the

noise of the loud dark blue

crashing waves

smiling faces prodded on by the

music of the night

faces relaxed with open wonder

drinking in the moment

along with the piña coladas

that now lay empty under the

fiery bright glow of the tiki torches

as the tiny umbrellas from the drinks

catch in the wind and

pirouette in memories of

simpler times