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.