Butterflies in the sky,
High winds flying by,
Dolphins swimming though,
The great big ocean blue.
The seasalt smell,
Of the ocean floor,
Makes my heart,
Want to soar.
The feel of the sand,
Between my toes,
Like my soul,
When water flows.
The warmth between,
Two bodies meet,
With guidance from,
An angels keep.
Oceans wide open spread,
Sunrise to sunset,
That is the place,
That we met.3*
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