Rented Sun-Beds
I feel the sand flittering between my toes
As the sun gently eases my worldly woes
And rented sun-beds all neatly placed in rows.
A crowded beach where the happy children scream
As licking tongues catch drips of melting ice creams
Yet still my mind can drift to the silent dreams.
Of summers past, when we would slowly walk
Along the soft shore line while our whispers talk
But we couldn’t hear the lonely seagull squawk
Distant days when love knew of no earthly bound
And only we knew where such love could be found
In melted kisses, without a single sound.
So sweet the kisses scented by ocean’s wave
That fuels the senses as they begin to crave
For the heart to be bolder, a little brave.
We dared to make impassioned love by the see
On a beach that once belonged to you and me
When we were both young and truly living free.
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