A walk on the beach,
Both on bare feet,
So close and within reach,
Intimate conversation. Brief but sweet.

Waves ebb and flow,
Heart's beat and collide.
Still no-one can know,
This secret meet, going against the tide.

But in this moment, under the Sun,
Tuned to Mother and Father Nature,
From convention they run,
Hands entwined, each other's treasure.

Why is "true love" such a forbidden pleasure?

The wide Ocean greets them,
These "rebel lovers", eager to embrace,
The pull of le homme to la...