The perpetual flecked flit, flit.
The constant playful grey dance
Fills your view
For as far as your desire
Recalling beaches stretching farther than your small eyes can see.
Sunshine pressing deliciously on your back.
Timeless days so vivid
So fun
So carefree
So simple.
Dashing into waves that crash
And envelope you completely
With squeals
And tingling
And blinking back the boiling, frothing, dazzling sea,
As you are obliviously plunged again
Into its playful depths.
Bounding up
Gasping
Gasping
In pure joy
That will tug and tear at your heart.
Forever.