On West Wittering Beach
Along the golden sands
Walking and talking
Holding hands
Splashing and frolicking
On West Wittering we are
Hearts thumping
Our wants increasing
Urges pumping
A blanket we spread
On the sands of time
As we lie together
Our bodies primed
Our hands in wander
All over we roam
Our lips melted in kiss
As they find their way home
Under the clear blue sky
Our flesh is revealed
Two lovers in join
Our unity sealed
In rhythmic rhythm
On the sands we dance
The breakers applaud
To our loving romance
The wind whistles
Over our curves in delight
In a crescendo of joy
Our inner lava ignites
As we lay on the blanket
On the West Wittering sands
We were orchestral in love
With our wandering hands
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