He’s right there, sitting on the beach
Muscular and sandy just within your reach
His protective arm surrounds you,
Your heart skips a beat
Walk the length of the shore, imprints beneath your feet
Finger tips touch, like a puzzle they interlock
He runs ahead to find a heart-shaped little rock
Jumping in the waves, the foam hits your nose
He holds your waist closely, kiss on tippy toes
Lids crack open, out stretched arm to feel the bed
Alone without your soldier, taunted by fantasies in your head