Calm in aquamarine beauty,
Barely a hint of surf’s snowy trim.
Today the sea is out 
But will come again.

For the moment, 
On the beach,
My love and I, 
Naked and blissful as can be.

In the soft, sun baked sand
History between my toes.

Sense how 
Even the smooth stones ache
With stories of their own
In the shuddering light of day.