Love by the beach

* i know it does not rhyme though most of my poems do. give me a break, I'm trying something new
please enjoy,
~Angie A

the tainted water splashes upon our skins
as the sand is our only haven
a picture is formed of a sunset
pastels with desires of it's red,
and the humbleness of it's orange too
the only sounds of our heartbeat is are only hue.
the sound effects of the beach surround us like the water splashing into the tide
i seize you are upon my wholesome body
it's all romantic, i tend to see,
love by the beach
so secluded just you and me

*to be continued