They were living the dream-
All candles and sea hair
Where crisp breezes flow
Through wispy ocean trees;
Where they lie in tequila sunrises
Finding each other in daydreams
Of tangled cotton sheets and hair.
In a web of silk and satin sand,
Skin in moonlit waters shone;
He laughed of sailing to the sea,
She talked of driving south when
Summer trees succumbed to fall.
Twilight cooled a burning love to embers,
And as every pipe dream greys,
The tide came up to wash away
Their moonlit reverie,
And ebbed back to the sea;
Summer came to end and
In its wake of silky sand lay bones
Of broken dreams and driftwood.