At The Beach Poem by Beau Jordan

At The Beach



A suit so soft so slowly slips
upon the sand from fingertips

and skin unveiled its beauty gleams
unparallel’d rays of sweet sun beams

That leaving mute the chorus raised
Angelic dirge their speech waylaid

So Stilled to silence by presence pure
My lovers frame
Eden du jour

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Beau Jordan

Beau Jordan

Wallingford, Connecticut
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