last tie to Tintagel

a glowing smile 
slipping into the waters 
as sun calls it a day

a dancer kicks at the foam
at the edge of the sea 
and laughs at the warmth 

a touch of magic 
in bubbles and rocks 
holding down the landscape 

love words whispered 
with only stars to hear 
and a myth goes to bed

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