Standing here amidst the timeless and numberless grains that reside,
amongst this sacrosanct place where the old and bitter elements collide.
The littered sands, like yellow, brown and purple jewels,
reflect the cascading rays of our life-giving orb, and consequently burning many fools,
who had not brought with them that much needed protective sunscreen lotion.
Though I cannot fault them, for I have been struck by that compelling motion.
To toss all care to the wind and rush like a maniac towards the shore,
and plunge forward into the frigid waters, delightfully freezing me to my core.
The salty spray of the waves spin and twist around my face,
and soon the cold embrace dispels, gradually leaving no trace.
The sapphire crests and troughs reflect and shine Sol's radiant glow
that sparkle and echo the feeling "so begins summer and all the fun it in tows."
Arriving back towards shore, it is during my return that I spy them all.
Proudly like old foot soldiers, they line the shore, standing colorful and tall.
Like a grove of iridescent flowers clamoring towards the sun,
the umbrellas line the beach with each expressing the multitudes of fun
that each person I gaze upon has written across their face.
This is why, darling, I want to show you such a place.
For it is something beautiful to witness this great watery expanse,
to see the magnificent abyss, the catalyst of life, come to us and dance
with its crashing leaps towards the sky and gentle lapping of shore.
It is something you come to admire, love and always adore.
So, my precious Amazon, I cannot hold back this thought,
for it fills me with joy to know of the happiness it will have brought
to a lovely woman like you when you touch, smell, smile and see
the enrapturing waters and golden sands of Jones Beach.