bajanblueOPSpeightstown, Saint Peter Barbados3,724 posts
Tonight they painted sunset with a lavish hand splashing red across the blue to make a lavender so deep the sea was jealous shining greenly in the half light spilled from the rushing sun as he headed to his early morning rendezvous around the corner of the world. Trees sulked in silhouette, their colour gone as light retreated, dragging day behind it dropping little sparkles soon diminished, on its way. I paused to watch a gleaming wavelet as it stroked the sand, smoothing all the furrows of the day to nothing as I used to stroke your forehead just before I kissed you, prelude to the night
bajanblue: Tonight they painted sunset with a lavish hand splashing red across the blue to make a lavender so deep the sea was jealous shining greenly in the half light spilled from the rushing sun as he headed to his early morning rendezvous around the corner of the world. Trees sulked in silhouette, their colour gone as light retreated, dragging day behind it dropping little sparkles soon diminished, on its way. I paused to watch a gleaming wavelet as it stroked the sand, smoothing all the furrows of the day to nothing as I used to stroke your forehead just before I kissed you, prelude to the night
It's not just a line, it's a reality... such an amazing experience, about 10 to 20 drummers show up on the beach every evening to say goodbye to the sun and welcome the moon, and after the sun slips completely away the fire dancers start... it's magic
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with a lavish hand
splashing red across the blue
to make a lavender so deep
the sea was jealous
shining greenly in the half light
spilled from the rushing sun
as he headed to his early
morning rendezvous
around the corner of the world.
Trees sulked in silhouette,
their colour gone as light
retreated, dragging day
behind it dropping little sparkles
soon diminished, on its way.
I paused to watch
a gleaming wavelet as
it stroked the sand,
smoothing all the furrows
of the day to nothing
as I used to stroke your forehead
just before I kissed you,
prelude to the night