A cloud striped sky
shrouds the sea
but not enough to 
shield your rays 
from my eager eyes.

Traffic subsides,
carving edges out of
the beautiful, the lonely
pacific coast high.

Gilded waves roll 
over sand-smoothed shores,
eroded. 

Waves moonwalk 
to meet their set sisters.

Viscous, the marine layer
flies in formation 
suddenly dissipating 
to reveal
our star —
a circle closes
and sets.