The last of the daylight.

I am using the last of the daylight
To chase a lizard onto the sand
To sweep the floor
To stretch my hands
To examine the flies before they take flight

I am stretched in the last of the daylight
I am licked by a soft south sea wind
Bitten by bugs
Itched by the grass
Hearing the ocean breathe out and in

In the last of the daylight I tremble
Knowing tomorrow that I will be gone
But with the last of the light
On the sand I will walk
Feelings the places the sun once had shone