From the coast to home,
with salty skin and the sun on our shoulders,
the days stretch long, and the wind whispers sea stories through tousled hair.

The sunset, a golden brush,
paints shadows on the skin,
warm glimmers that linger
like traces of an endless summer.

The nights arrive gently,
with the scent of the sea in the breeze,
and beneath skies ablaze in purple,
summer lingers, unhurried.