The waves were crashing; you were there.
Soaking feet, misted hair, a powerful dream.
No butterflies, they were switched out with eagles;
And we danced in the raging sea.
Grains of sand captured in the whirling wind.
Landing on our cheeks.
For a second or two I am almost weakened.
When your smile matches with the sun.
Our hearts will always beat as two,
But this beauty makes us one.