Remember,

The seashore full of shells.

Near the chirming bells

And the imaginary gazelles

Under the clouds parallel

To our favourite motel.

Remember,

Waves slapping against rocks.

At the dock.

Where we took our moonwalks,

Dancing with the peacocks,

Opened a sandbox,

Given to us by love warlocks.

Where we found lockets fit together resembling our hearts.

Remember,

When we made up all of that, staring at the ceiling of our room.

We lived anew in our fictional dream.