Chesapeake Cove

Blue waters, reflection of

a crystal blue sky;

sunshine and puffy clouds,

Chesapeake Bay breeze.

Our secret cove

hidden by tall grasses

and leafy trees.

Powder white sand,

the perfect spot

by the grassy entrance.

I love watching you pitch the umbrella,

seagulls laughing over head;

I'm lost in taking your picture

yet a little voice reminds me to help.

I grab our beach blanket,

a favorite from the Mexican desert

(one we would love to visit one day)-

and spread it out on the sounds.

The waves call me,

we finish setting up-

but before I can run

to the water's edge,

you lather me up

in a pasty sunscreen.

You boop my nose

with a dollop of lotion,

I sneak a kiss in

before I run to the edge,

pebbles gathering seaweed.

The water is warm and calm,

I am like a fish,

and you're like the bull,

watching his favourite crab

explore her world,

while you stay in yours.

I splash you to remind you,

yet it's not a stubborn laugh,

we giggle for hours

in the hot sun and waves.