Golden sand, sun-drenched by day
Moonlit by night
Soft and warm, her cheeks against mine
Barefoot we walk, hand in hand
A Picasso, our footprints in the sand
Disappear with each incoming tide
A salty mist from the sea breeze
A repertoire of shaking boughs and dancing leaves
Corals and seashells a necklace I made
My first gift of love never to fade
White froth as waves break against the shore
Sea and beach, an endless horizon, never a bore
Unchanged by time, forever in our memories
A part of our dreams, a place in our fantasies
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first gift of love never fade, good one, thanks.