The shaded silhouettes of the palm trees stretch out before me,
As the sun falls slowly towards the horizon behind.
Dark trunks painted on the sand, now elongated
practically reaching the ocean from where I sit a hundred yards back.
The light on these magnificent trees, as on my skin, becomes golden--
a soothing change from the day's harsh rays.
The breeze from the water drops a few degrees,
continuing its gentle caress over my body as I lay here enjoying the moment.
Every footprint in the sand has become a pronounced shape
and the beach becomes a field of tiny pyramids.
It's getting late, I should go,
but being here feels perfect.
And I want to see how far these shadows can stretch.
7-10-07
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