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.