Quotes About Sandbar

On a sandbar sunlight stretches out its limbs, or is it a sycamore, so brazen, so clean and bold?

As always, we sit on the narrow steps that lead from the Old Bridge down to the sandbar. A pale silver moon trembles on the face of the water. A wooden boat lashed to a post modulates the sound of the current. Sitting with her, I feel her warm against my arm.