I’m the edge of the street where your journey might pause, A place to look both ways, find adventure's cause.

Stars left on the skin after the sun’s gentle kiss.

What weighs nothing, cost nothing one person can't own but two people can share, and lasts a lifetime.

Curved like a question, quiet as can be, I wait in the dark for what’s layered on me. Naked I’m nothing, just wire or wood, But I carry your style like only I could. What am I?

Guardians of vessels, their mighty shield, Where waves crash and secrets are sealed. My first part a place where ships find berth, My second a divider, made of stone, brick, wood or earth.