Perhaps, it’s not a good idea
to think of fond memories past,
Especially when the rain is coming down
And you’re feeling a little lonely.
But, I always like to think of sunshine
When I’m blue,
And about love,
Loving you—that weekend.
There was nobody in the world but the two of us,
And when we held each other,
The only music we heard
Was our love singing.
I can still see you
Lying there on the beach—resting,
While I chased water beads down your thighs.
You looked at me and smiled,
And I looked into your eyes,
And we both knew
That special moment when the sky meets the earth,
And passions—that make even the sun blush.
I remember that weekend,
And I can still taste the salt
From your lips,
And felt your hair
Tickling my shoulders,
As we made love
On sand pillows and water blankets.
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