First

Stolen glances and shy smiles
made up for lost days.
casual encounters laid the bricks
of a sand castle.
time went slow
and nights turned into doubt.
the frequent kiss was a reminder
that it meant the world.
but the borrowed time ended
and the sign turned red.
the walk of life seemed too long
for a weak fortress,
it crumbled into dust
and the waves lashed over
carrying it to the beautiful sea
forever buried forever deep.

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