Meet me tomorrow, if you can,
Where golden sunlight warms the sand.
We’ll wander close, just you and me,
Like waves that kiss the quiet sea.

Fingers finding fingers tight,
Hairs dancing softly in the light.
A gentle laugh, a stolen glance,
Two beating hearts in tender dance.

And later, love, in simple cheer,
We’ll share an omelet, you and I, my dear—
A humble meal, a quiet delight,
Seasoned with kisses through the night.

So meet me where our dreams begin,
With tangled hands and matching skin.
Tomorrow waits with open skies—
And all my love within your eyes.

RSD