forever

the tide had retreated even further that morning
strolling along the waterline hand in hand
tiny footprints alongside his deep furrows
enjoying the beauty around they were finally relaxed
all worry of being seen together now lost in the offshore breeze
she was a gazelle, a thing of such grace
his most beautiful little skinhead lover
her voice excited him yet more then
smiling china blue adoring eyes fired him to please her
stolen moments forever imprinted in his soul