My perfect night

A poem by Jamie Barratt

My perfect night, of which there are few

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is a place by the sea with a picturesque view

I’ll watch the sun as it rises and falls

A lone whale swims, making gentle calls

Stars will appear, darkness descend

I gaze with wonder through an enlarged lens

A full moon emerges, a giant in the sky

A sight less than stunning would be a lie

Listening to the sea lapping on the shore

feeling my senses yearning for more

The scent of sea air surrounds me so

On occasions I don’t smell it, I feel so low

A sea so serene, a ...

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