Dark Property by Doyndeji

The waves washed,
the same sands,
it brought to my feet,
perfection of give and take.

Something glowed,
from a distance,
first thought, the moon,
but it was twisting and turning.

Seems the constellation,
was what it wore,
for it shone,
glamorous and astonishing.

Sea, was pitch black,
chills and nippiness, ceased the atmosphere,
glow grew nearer and finer,
in my existence,
never seen any woman finer

-doyindeji