It resonates in my ear
Foraying deep unto me
At the ridge whence I’m stood
An echo that bounces off
Into London’s singing summer skies
A whisper of my name from somewhere below
Ricocheting against the balmy breeze
Lapping up against my tresses
A call that transports me back
To the vestiges of innocence
I revisit my abandoned childhood
As I peer down to see you
Gazing skyward from a dune below
With an outstretched arm
A smile of anticipated excitement
Lights up your visage
Not unlike the golden sunshine
Fanning beyond my shoulders
Yet, a sliver of faint trepidation
Clouds over your eyes
Not unlike the grey sea-horse
From the murky waters beyond
Your countenance haunts me
Froths over the core of my being
Embracing me in a magical cadence
I know then what I must do
Stretching myself to the Lees,
I lean forward to seek your hand
To pull you up to the ridge whence I’m stood
Lo and behold, you join me then
To gaze at the breathtaking view
That unfolds before our vision
Huddled together in an indefinable space
That belongs to you and me
Nought else but you and me
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