I’ve watched fragments of my heart fall like shooting stars
Streaking across the horizon as I fall asleep alone under a moonless sky
Waking in your arms next to crashing ocean waves my heart has found its home
The great Pacific cleansing my path as your healing hands reassemble the pieces
Like seashells we’ve collected walking together along the beach
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As night approaches I fear of this dream ending
Building a fire in sands with gathered wood as the fires of passion burn in our hearts
Spreading a blanket covering sand we lay quiet but not still
The fog horn in the distance shouts a long warning call to ships off shores
As we make love on our blanket under a blanket of stars
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As I awake from a deep sleep
Dry mouth from salt air
Naked next to an ocean of crashing waves
You reach over taking my hand
And I smile understand that this isn’t a dream
