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When the wind ruffles the simmering heat, we stumble upon a bay veiled in cerulean tides. The sky stitched by cloud-threads into gradient blues, waves bloom translucent blossoms like the hem of a skirt, our skin sinks into sun-warmed sand, sea salt whispers against our ankles. Lazy crabs stroll bearing shell-crowns, While tides rise and fall, singing summer’s poem, Suddenly a frosty soda bursts open, A boy glides past on his bicycle, Bicycle bells shatter sunlight, splashing his white shirt. Twilight’s warmth seeps like liquid memory, That wishing-bottle we buried in dunes years ago, Still crystallizes every sigh of untamed romance.