The Beach is Charming

I let the waves sweep away
my legs are dancing
in the cradle of your joy
I look far away

Away on a bluish horizon chime
which unites the sky and the sea
but the moment passed
move away from the charm

With your white sand
pounding waves
and the joy of the kids laughing

smile and dimples
tub of sand strokes finger-fingers
the occasional wave greeted him
time never to return
running even running

Let me see you
not just a string of dreams
I wash my feet in your sight