Wiggling toes, barefoot on the sand,

hearts that gladly become the drummers of the melody,

 that plays on in the euphoriatic depths in our souls,

feet that play hide and seek with the playful sea on the consistent land,

dancing to the call of the wind,

chasing peace of mind.

Is that what love is?

So afraid of the cold,

yet anticipating of the shared laughter and intertwined hands,

despite the words that had never graced the air so bold,

yet our souls went hand in hand,

is that what love is?

When we end up in the cold sea despite their chase,

but with sparkling eyes and the seeping warmth of the one next to me,

When we realize that we didnt want the sunset to cease,

Not because it was beautiful and fleeting, 

But because it means farewell as darkness covets,

But because it meant another set of eternities before I can grasp your hand again.

Is that what love is ?