beaches
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I have tried in a desperate manner
to be all you want me to.
capable of love.
capable of fun.
but I am not.
you may dream of fun times on beaches
and bright sunny places,
adventures to cities,
The sand shifts beneath my feet as I walk towrds the ocean.A hand grasps my own as we walk along the beach.The salty air wafting up my nose as I stood there posed.
From sandblast windows out I spy
a flock of gulls in flight
and I yearn to coast the ocean,
on a charter, strong and light.
Sail o'er the deepest trenches
With a map of stars at night.
Blue waters and sandy beaches
Pudding and diced peaches
make summers so cool
sun bathing by the pool.
No need to worry
nor scramble for books
finish papers in a hurry
Your dear eyes reflect the beaches on which we could walk
A future that is glowing in your smile
Walking across the beach,
feeling the gritty warm texture of the sand against my feet,
I think about life.
Life as it is now and how life will be.
I went to the beach for a swim
Then left as the sun fell too dim
A man said to me
If I wait patiently
I will soon see the sun once again
Beast of the drum.
Songs to hum.
Songs to last,
memories that pass.
Sunny skies,
waves passing by.
Blistering heat brings a tear to my eye.
Sorry I cannot stay,
Stray,
Runaway.
As I went down to the pretty ocean
There was a very beautiful bright sun
It stood over the waves that were in motion
When I danced and played I had so much fun
While the sun went down we started to cook
