We've walked so far together.
You carry your shoes by their straps
Carelessly over your shoulder,

Your toes happy in the soft sand of our
Short, yet eventful
History.

The soles of your feet still carry
Scars from the sharp rocks; unfriendly
Paths of years gone and

Yesterday's selfish lovers.
Now your hand is safe in mine,
And there's a colourful sunset

On even our cloudiest evenings.
Walk with me
Into it.

I brought you five roses on this
Day. One for each
Month together.

There's bliss within the
Bliss inside this
Bliss, and

The print on that
Girl's T-shirt is more
Than true;

Life really
Is a
Beach.