Love, a short poem.

To give it all, and do it well

without regard for preservation,

makes the world a better place.

Travelling with others

is why there are men and women,

holding hands on the beach.

Seek calm, embrace love, those moments,

move mankind towards civilization.

Breath, walk with the winds

love moves along beaches beneath our feet.

Sunset occurs, never the same

while the air fills, cooler.

Evenings. Solitary. Moments.