Gleaming Sunset

Finalist in the 'Write As Rain 2014' competition

The blue wave clothed me with its white frothy milk, sinking my feet into the miniscule grains of sand.
The sand scrunched between my fingernails as I felt the breeze brush pass me.
The sun tucked under the shoulders of the horizon, reflecting off the water, glittering and gazing at the sea life swimming before it.
Droplets of the ocean dripped from the trees' bare leaves.
Brown like feathers left the branch, with misery followed behind by the ferocious wind.
The rays touched our faces across the cement stairway.
Dusk had now begun devouring bit by bit.
Moon emerged slowly
Gobbling the Sun
It gleamed no more.