The cold of winter has departed, replaced by summer warmth.
We now settle into the comfort of our island retreat.
Our days are spent basking in the tranquility of the shore
and exploring the richness of the forest.
We are spellbound by diamonds dancing on the waves.
Each day there is little need for conversation.
Our thoughts intermingle through unspoken language.
As the sun sinks in the west, mist rises from the water.
The thrush sings its twilight song near the edge of the shore.
I hold you safe as the dew of the nightfall begins to settle
and wish these moments would last forever.
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