Let’s kiss where the sky and the
earth meets,
on a sweet summer’s day.
Riding on your shoulders, we reach out,
trying to capture the youth inside the clouds.
Rolling and rolling, we tumble down sand dunes,
like the waves that we tried to conquer.
We hop across burnt rocks, searching for treasures
that the ocean forgot to retrieve.
Mud crabs scattering sideways, half eroded sea shells.
Prickly sea urchins and stars stranded in sand.
Lying under the glowing sky, we sing songs
about a never ending summer’s day.
And whisper promises of kisses next year too.
These memories are like sand stuck under finger nails.
They will linger within us for a long time.
on a sweet summer’s day.
Riding on your shoulders, we reach out,
trying to capture the youth inside the clouds.
Rolling and rolling, we tumble down sand dunes,
like the waves that we tried to conquer.
We hop across burnt rocks, searching for treasures
that the ocean forgot to retrieve.
Mud crabs scattering sideways, half eroded sea shells.
Prickly sea urchins and stars stranded in sand.
Lying under the glowing sky, we sing songs
about a never ending summer’s day.
And whisper promises of kisses next year too.
These memories are like sand stuck under finger nails.
They will linger within us for a long time.
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