The sun kissed beaches I remember,
The crashing of the waves behind.
Our bodies lying next to each other,
The fingers in themselves entwined.
The sand you ran through my back,
And gently tuck the strand of hair.
Many memories in my head I pack,
As I look at you and gasp for air.
I don't want to let go of you so soon,
Not before the last time you say the same.
I'll look down at you as the moon,
Come on baby for the last time say my name!
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