Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one. - Albert Einstein

A Summer Place

Summer was gone, fall was in full color I woke up to the sound of a cold rain Wrapped in a memory as tears grip my face Like raindrops hugging the window pane An image embedded in my head still remains and keeps coming back Keeps coming back in a song, a summer place Every time I think about that song I picture you and me on that beach Strange how a song sounds like a memory Like a recording of a summer’s day Somewhere, somewhere only we know. I go back to when I first saw you Swayin’ to the rhythm of the waves On that lonely stretch of sand I caught your glance, and got lost in your eyes You said hi and in that moment, I was captured I found a love for me hidden in the sand I go back to when we walked together Barefoot in the sand, hand in hand We stopped at the water’s edge The soft sensuous touch of the breeze embraced us and we had our first dance listening to the song a summer place I go back to when we were sitting On that lonely shore, the sun dipping Into the sea, the scent of jasmine Filling our senses, we got high, Then we kissed. In that moment, I knew we belonged together I didn’t want this day to end I didn’t want this day to ever ever end Every time I think about that song I picture you and me on that beach Strange how a song sounds like a memory Like a recording of a summer’s day Somewhere, somewhere only we know. Somewhere, somewhere only we know. https://soundcloud.com/wkamen/a-summer-place-final



© wkamen
2018-01-08

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