Strolling down the walk along the barrier, by the sea, Reflections from the wet street cast their glow on me. The colossal coach lights pierce the night’s gentle veil, Guiding our steps along this shimmering trail.
On the other side, red maples weep their leaves, A fiery cascade beneath autumn’s eaves. The mist embraces us, soft and serene, A dreamlike world of golds and greens.
Just me and my honey, lost in the haze, Bound together through the fleeting days. The whispers of waves, the rhythm of time, Eternity captured in this moment sublime.
The pastels of dusk, a canvas divine, Etch their hues in this heart of mine. Forever entwined, like the sea and the sky, Strolling together as the world drifts by.
