The sea's aglow with distant fire, the wind, soft kisses on my face.
Sun, sinking, threatens to expire, to disappear without a trace.
"I will be back," it swears, "tomorrow. Come back and watch me as I rise."
I nod, and wash away my sorrow as tears of joy spill from my eyes
Author notes: image from Storyblocks
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