The Beach

Ocean my best friend. With a broken heart i return to you trying to mend. Couple of drinks out in the sun. Drunken bliss underneath a umbrella. what the the prety young things run. Sure im a bum what can i say. But in the pressense of prefection. Yes i can think of worse ways to spend the day. lovers will break you. The emotions like a rip current will take you. But in its crashing ways I confide. How sweet would be the moment with you by my side. I drink looking acroos the unending view. Lean apon it's sandy shoulder and question what shall i do. Fools search for the tressure that is above the ground. I speak to you stil. For even alone you are here. By a fire I see lovers pass. And i recall with fond reflection. Her wicked passion and desire with a touch of sas. alone i sit drink in hand. feeling everything so deeply. Emotions mixed with fragments of sand. No matter are failures still we must reach. For that spcial someone. As i sit lost and broken reflecting apon the beach.