Deep in the shoreline, I found you. Seashells in harmony, ending in catastrophe. Pink sand meddling in my black braided hair. The little luaus did it. Sunsets with your red floral shirt. Rosaries stain my scarce of light. Kiss me like a blossom that has enveloped it's seeds and then erupted in the mid of Summer, exquisite as can be. Sand dollars on a dollop of my soul, I love you. I'm the Sun and you are the Moon. Your pull makes the tidal waves resume. There's a Hawaiian blue mist. You're like a tourist, pink hibiscus lips. Crystalline green as my envy of your Forget-Me-Not eyes. Clear as la ao is my love. Crisscrossed are the pears that live on my lemon tree, bittersweet, hold me tight, the homeland of destiny.
All I am in front of you is a blank piece of paper. Deep inside of my heart is a volcano, like Pompeii, I'll shower you. Eclipse my cheek, tell me your secrets, on your island. Sanitizing our lives once again, I love you. You're so cool, exquisite, and as mystical as a breeze. Your body rocks silently to my Seven Seas.
