You said life is a beach
I believed, as the world slipped away
the moment you kissed me there.
Do you know that brief, charged moment
when the world seemed to fade away?
How are you so good
at giving those one after another?

You drive the car, play the music,
ask me to close my eyes,
to truly feel the song.
But what I really feel
is your hand brushing my thigh,
the wind carrying your taste to me,
and I know this can’t be the only way
to taste you.

The way you speak of ordinary things
as if they were miracles
it thrills me,
a rush of adrenaline I can’t resist.
This wild urge to see you again,
to feel that pulse... of life.
In your presence, I find a fire
I never knew I had.

You told me, darling,
you have to live.
You said, baby, maybe today’s the only day we’re given.
why did I find you so late?

You told me to become an ocean
but by some sweet accident
I became yours.
How bittersweet, this summer romance
living only inside my head.
And it’s not the head I want to be writing about.

I have a tattoo of me as a wave
never knew how much I longed
to be that wave
just to be on top of you.
But don’t blame me
I’m on day fourteen.

No one pronounces my name so wrong yet so right
You impress me so much
I keep forgetting what my name really is
but you can just call me yours.

I hope every traffic light would turn red
just to steal a few more moments
where time pauses
and desire can make more convincing lies

But maybe next summer