Sandcastle Days
We tumble
with keys at the castle door
we tumble with each other
on the other side
love creates a glorious hunger
idle afternoons spent
playing out a dream
that has come true
a princess flying with superman
the ability to leap tall dreams
savouring the sweet taste of love
warm moments on the beach
building castles in the sand
looking beyond tomorrow
placing no boundaries
intimately sensing
we are sharing time
as good as it gets
who knew that cornflakes
could taste so good
IRISH
Copyright © Michael Poyntz | Year Posted 2009
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