What we have not done, we have done many times in my mind. A never ending story of story-book sun sets on a far away beach, gentle waves lapping at our feet, and a warm ocean breeze, the only witness to our secret rendevouz.
What we have not done, we have done many times in my dreams. A never ending kiss so passionate and true, our lips reach out for never ending tender moments.
It is on this beach that our bodies will undulate with each passing wave, the ocean demanding more of us. It is here, under this crimson setting sun, that we will escape our inhibitions, and relent to nature's call, and we will happily oblige.
What we have not done, we will do soon. The canvas you painted for me will soon be drawn out on this warm, beautiful beach, and reality, will at last, be our friend. The bottled up emotions of lust and love will bobble ashore on our beach of destiny.
These are the memories I seek, and together, we can make true, what we have not done...
