Seaside Romance
Every time the pungent scent of sea salt
Is suspended in the clammy, nighttime air
She thinks of the sweltering summer nights
Spent with you on the golden, sandy beaches
Every time she hears the gentle, frothy waves
Crashing against the radiant shore of sea glass
She thinks of the lively afternoon picnics
Shared with you on the vivacious boardwalk
Every time she sees the seagulls fly in flocks
Through the indefinite September skies
She thinks back to the blissful times spent
Encased in your arms, underneath the stars
Every time she feels the sand of the beaches
Emanating heat from below her bare feet
She thinks of how she'll never experience
Such a wonderful seaside intimacy again
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