so, the thunderclouds have all but departed
as though rain drops never even started
and here comes the face of an orange sun
from your magic, girl, it is spun
sitting now on white sands, such tranquillity
breathing harmonies with the song of the sea
and as fine shells trickle through your toes
comes a smile that defines who knows
here’s a bed of sand where the sea can’t reach
the moon and friends shine on this beach
where in dreams we’ll wile the night away
never waking for the morning, closed our eyes will stay
©HeyHey 2013
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