Sand Castle by Nathan Evans
I built another castle in the sand
With four tall towers on which we’d stand
Entwined and enraptured with the sun
Saluting us from some horizon.
And when cold night came we’d retreat within
To fire each others souls and skins,
Shielded by four walls so thick
The world would not trouble us as we slept.
We could not hear then the tide’s turning
And the slow crescendo of its stallions,
Pausing a moment at our moat to sip
And admire the shell detail of our portcullis
Before charging our foundations,
Tearing grain from grain,
And tearing me from you
Again.
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