Two Young Hearts
My crucible poured molten love for you,
Into a form known as infinity.
Each past day a little forging took place,
With embracing moments and warm kisses.
There have been some challenges to its shape,
With weeping and anger along the way.
Once a crack so deep raggedly appeared,
We hammered together to force it out.
Through many years final shape has been made.
Its tender smoothness so bright that it glows.
Looking back shows it took enormous work,
To shape two young loving hearts into one.
Together now we watch the setting sun
Thinking back to when we had just begun
If life but just a game we surely won
For it’s a wonderful love we have spun
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At the water’s edge they lovingly stay
Slow sinking sky starts silently to bleed
The beginning of the end of this day
Few more hours to stay, they anxiously plead
Now the fire in the sky totally red
Their yearning hearts become melancholy
This is the part daily drama they dread
Darkness envelops their radiant sea
Neither hurrying to move from their chairs
Taking their time the day to reminisce
Softly smiling, sharing each other’s stares
Each giving the other a loving kiss
In the lemon moonlight their chairs they fold
For them this routine never to get old
Sunset over the Sea, William Pye (1900)
Sunset over the Sea, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Dusk adds fine colors to sky of summer
Ferocious white capped waves bring on a chill
A setting sun removes ocean’s glimmer
Near water’s edge they place firewood with skill
With deftness of hand there soon will be heat
For they had done this countless times before
This night is strange, cannot accept defeat
Is this not the place they had called their shore
Maybe a new way was necessary
They restack the wood a different way
Flame was weak making them rather wary
Without affront a wave took all away
Motionlessly starring at each other
Each walked away without any anger