Admittedly, a little stalking helps,

Forcing an invitation,

Who wouldn’t stroll the beach,

Slip in fingers and swap secrets,

Whipping up dreams,

Surely, we could last forever,

So every night, we drift back in,

Now one forever,

Many days chasing,

Some away, others for some,

And with much to expect of the future,

A man, a woman, a baby,

A family.