The Texas coast would be mine.
I'd slip off to meet him,
Leave commitments behind.
Let the sea breeze like fingers
Run through my hair
The surf touch my body
Sweet secrets we'd share.
Take long moonlit walks,
Feel the sand on my feet,
Waves making music
Make the evening complete.
Let saltwater wash
Cares and worries away
Clear my mind and refocus,
Get perspective and pray.
Find beautiful seashells,
And maybe myself
Fresh seafood and sunshine
Are good for your health.
From South Padre Island
To fishing Port A
From the Galveston sea wall
And Matagorda Bay.
If landscapes were lovers
The Texas coast would be mine.
I'd slip off to meet him
Leave commitments behind.
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