"Sea"
The fruit trees hung heayy with spiky sweet fruit
And the warm smoky waves lapping at the grey beach
Where sailboats are pressed into the land
And there is a path leading through the pink sea roses
There are clean white curtains blowing in the salty wind
And picnic tables covered in cantaloupe and pineapple
I take your hand and we walk down the beach
Into the water where you put your arms around me
And grab my hair and kiss me
A wave knocks us into the sea
We fall underwater and when we come up
We are laughing together
In Jesus' Name,
Amen