Sand Kisses
passion never dies
The ocean is lapping and foaming
Just a few feet away from us
We are laying on an old beach blanket
In the sand.
At the beach.
Tasting and breathing the salt in the air
And on each other’s lips.
Falling in love with you
All over again
SAND KISSES.
Forty years from our first kiss
Seagulls winging lightly in the air
The hot sun baking our bodies
As the sand kisses warm our hearts and souls
Little children building sandcastles
Laughing and screaming not far from us
And teenage couples saunter up and down the beach
Babies just learning about love
They think they invented romance
And are the first to ever feel this way
But they just don’t know
SAND KISSES
Two old people in their sunset years
Yet, the fire still burns hot
A middle-aged couple walks past us
The man jokingly says,
“Hey, Grandpa, get a room.”
So you just kiss me harder
As the man chuckles and kisses his own wife.
SAND KISSES
Oh, the stories we could tell
SAND KISSES
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