One Day at Thymes Beach

O verhead, sleepy lion-sun lies with cloudy-lambs,

N autillus, in surf below, flirts with Venus clams.

E ach burst of summer wind blows magic fairy-dust

D own the beach, as pure white sand dances with each gust.

A perfect day for you and me, sitting side by side,

Y ou hold my hand and walk with me into gem blue tide.

A getaway together, in this perfect place.

T he sea dissolves our footprints, sun kisses my face.

T hen beachlike Eden ends, when winds blow harder yet,

H owling at the sky to darken, make everybody wet.

Y ou run, I run. Why did beauty go? I wonder.

M urky sky blankets beach with rain, fills the air with thunder.

E very strike of lightening shakes both sky and sea and sands,

S o we shelter in your Chevy, gently holding hands,

B eating hearts louder than beating wind or beating rain.

E ven as we wait for the sun to shine again,

A ll the passion, all the storm, reflected in your eyes.

C old and soaking wet, under towels to dry:

H ow I knew our love was true, more constant than the sky.