A walk on the beach

We strode past the other travelers
Hanging on to my slippers on one hand
The other holding yours
Our feet combed through the powdery
White sand of the beach front

The sun shone brightly
Spraying streaks of gold and burgundy
On your hair and your freckle-dotted cheeks
The sun beams reflected on your eyes
And made them hazel brown

The sky was a canvass
With swirls of white and blue
The sea was a portrait
Of serene, calming strokes and lines

Everything else was a blur
Of fascinating hues and tints
The people clad in their swimwear
Were all weaves and twines of
The brightest of shades

What made this walk interesting
What brought life to it
What painted all its colors
Is you.

Just you.
And your presence.
And how you breathe life
To everything that surrounds us.