During This Cold Yet A Beautiful Sunrise

Standing on the beach
Which may look like

I am the only one
All by myself

Lest your eyes
Decieve you

Unable to see

If not thousands of
Beautiful souls

Standing right behind me
Whom I kissed

Made love to

Looking in the same direction
During this cold

A beautiful sunrise

Through the vast stretches of
An unending ocean

Note: Someone’s mentioning love and sunrise in the same sentence made me write these words. Numbers do count since whenever you will ask a mathematician, what is universe? he/she will most probably respond “a mere collection of random numbers and their calculations”.

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