Song and Dance Before the Sunset

walking down the winding path

where the mountain meets the sea.

the past breathes a salty breeze

on my skin, caressing me.

drops of rain run down my cheek

washing woes away from here.

i'll laugh at times you raged–

memories that i'll hold dear.

there's a song the shoreline sings,

cymbals crashing in its waves

of loud laughs and spirited dances

being the colour of our days. 

when the sun dives deep into the sea,

and the stars come into view.

i'll reminisce alone on the alpine

our song and dance in the mountain dew.

©Marcel