How about the beach? Sandy feet, fresh breeze.                                                            Seize the sunlight, beam just as bright 

How about flying a kite? Light, the campfire, just right.                                             Tent settled, just behind that tree you see? 

How perfect could this be? Gazing beside one another; amongst grass and stars  We huggled as if it could have been mistaken for smuggled me into your arms 

How about one bottle cracked? Spreaded cot, advantaged lot.                                    However we departed, even if death parted 

Promise me you'll always remember the beach, how it completed...                            You and me.