There Was The Beach

There was the beach

There was night

There was me

And there was you

Only you weren't actually there.

But there was the beach

There was night

There was me

There was you

And there were my thoughts.

There was the beach

There was night

There was me

There was you, and

There was nobody else.

There were stars

There were waves

It was high tide or low tide: I had no reference.

There was sand, made into a bed so we could have our way with each other. But especially me because it was my idea.

There were dark houses with dark patios, just in case.

There was mist!

There were seashells

There was -- oh, shit -- there was some guy running across the shore, but there was also his own business which he would mind.

There was lust spilling all over the place

There was me

There was you

There were genuine hearts. Two of them.

There was the beach

There was night

There was me.

-Long Beach Island, NJ 7/9/10