Sitting there-
across the way-
I spy thee, a beast of care
shining with the Light of day.

Your eyes-a beauty fair-
enough to make me sway!
Your lips, watched with despair,
urge my Heartache to fly away.

And here-where I stare-
on a beach I lay,
the ocean my nose does snare.
A longing; I wish to stay.

Standing, you give me a scare,
and walk forward to my dismay.
Anxious to become a pair,
I turn my face towards the cay.

You reach across with hand bare
to place a finger so I cannot say
how I miss your bronze arm's dare,
an obscured passion of the May.

The Sun begins to set-no light to spare-
as you lean in with amorous display
for this Summer affair.
A longing; I wish to stay.