Just after sunset,

 Lunar tides begin to rise,

As the sun goes down,

 in a melancholy sky.

 

Sienna sands burn,

as waves gently lap the shore.

               Erasing footprints,

 memories to adore.


 A sapphire sea waits for the moonlight.

 Heat of day melts upon an ebony night.

 

 Reflection of once was

 bathes upon the mind.
 

Just after sunset,

I remember when he was mine.

©SyberRose