it's getting chilly a little bit
we are basically hugging
under the falling rain, cute
beach mat is our curtain
from eavesdropping grass;
from eyes of passing cars
foaming waves coming
to claim those caves again
pushing seaweeds to shore
hermit crabs, crickets to hide
beautiful nature's show, i love
we are willing part; we have
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