Summer Love

Warm summer kisses
seasoned with sand and
the taste of the sea.

The feathery touch of your hair
upon my cheek, sun dried
and smelling of  salt air.

The never-ending drumbeat
of the incoming tide against
the rocky shore

that makes our hearts
match its rhythms and
beat in a harmony

that we can pass back and forth
with a touch, or a look,
or the lightest of kisses.