Silhouettes in the Sand

It's an empty stretch of sand.
Washed clean by foamy waves.
They leave behind a bleak land;
Just one thing the sea saves.

It's a darkening sky above
The Old Sun he is retiring.
Not entirely spent is his love,
Sends one last ray ere dying.

In the fading light of dusk
I see what they try to show;
Sky a void, Beach dry husk,
They knew what I don't know.

Or so I thought until I spied
What they died trying to save,
Footsteps, one pair, they tried
To keep as the Queen's Knave.

I follow them step by step,
They seem so familiar too.
Follow till I'm almost inept
To move the way they do.

When everything is done,
When all comes to an end,
Who will be there to run
With me across the bend?

Suddenly I see the source,
The path that led me there.
It's you, arms open of course
To take me, I don't care where.

You asked if I would go with you
But you led me to you instead.
I'd never dream of losing you,
The dawn is a promising red.

In the light of the newborn Sun
Two friends make a sacred vow.
Their long friendship thus begun
With waves about, to them bow.