T.S.F.

In the passionate heat of summer
I sit and shyly ponder the memory
of a magically mundane day
made special by the presence of you.
The sandy shores conformed uniquely
as we sat and contemplated youth.
Shared thoughts made memories as
the salt air caressed our skin.
Magestic oaks spread above us,
bees buzzing about their business,
the sun shining approvingly on all,
a slippery seal curiously stares.
Laughter golden in our eyes,
the surf reflecting our shared mirth,
a symphony of sounds and silence,
our hearts open and alive.
A single moment in time, forever,
a piece of my treasure gifted to you.