She sits alongside him on sand,
They sit together, hand in hand.
The ocean sings to them: a song,
It feels like nothing could go wrong.
The sun is shining on their heads,
They lie on blankets, worn-down threads.
Their cheeks are red and eyes are shut,
They wish this scene would just stay put.
A summer day and summer dream,
Too good to be what it might seem.
Yes, it will end, and leave somewhere,
But they'll look back, it will be there.
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Sitting on the beach Watching the sun go down Here we are hand in hand With no one else around. A great big orange ball Setting in the sky The only people I want here Is just you and I.
I feel his fingers run through my hair. We lay on the warm, soft sand. Turning away to look at the bright stars he puts his hand on my chin and turns my head back to his attention.
I've arrived in the county. Not renowned for its bounty. But rather the phrases. Of now familiar faces. The neighbourhood is peaceful. Affluent and successful. I'm ushered to the front door.
I lay on the towel with the sun warming my back. I could feel the stones through the towel but if you shuffled around a bit it wasn't too uncomfortable.
The mist rolled in from the sea. Nowhere else I would rather be. My love cuddled up to me tight. Everything just feels right. Waited for so many years. For you to dry my tears.
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