Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 
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The mind gets so blue when it's underwater
One must be crazy to want to
Get lost swimming in the magic of the water

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The mind gets so blue when it's underwater
One must be crazy to want to
Get lost swimming in the magic of the water

One must be crazy to want to
Get lost swimming in the magic of the water

While you're lost
Do the splits and stand on the sand hampers
While you're high
Try to imagine what it would feel like to be free of
The shackles of the biological world

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The mind gets so blue when it's underwater
One must be crazy to want to

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 
Lemme give you a kiss
Good lovin' is in my blood
Give me your love
And please don't tell

Baby don't be shy
'Cause I'm in awe
Of all the people
Who've found me
Since you made your come-in

Lemme touch you
I've had my way with many
But we got to get together
Now; don't hold me down

Give me your love
And I'll make you feel good
I've achieved my teenage dream
God willing
All my dreams will come true

I want you to
Have that girl down
Don't be a baby
Come on
Give me your love
Just kiss me and wave goodbye

Give me your love
I've made my deal
I will

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 
Two gleaming bays,
Borne to the gay winds that rush
From the Caribbean to the Bay of Fundy,
Where they ply the water like salmon
For their young, the white-footed
And the yellow-backed bitterns, which, flaunt
Their black feathers in the breeze,
When the sun sets behind them, emit
A dim pearly glow which is like
The spark of a candelabrum’s
Full of artificial light.

This is the true delight of the forest—
The sound of its creakings,
The water’s spray, its clear sparkling;
When my grandmother, scrubba’d
Along the beach of her sunny beach,
She swept her blazing hair in the sun,
And brought back
Laurels of bright pink, which stood
On every beach-side. 

And by this simple act, which none may know,

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 
Two beautiful young women 
Are holding
Coral pearls
In a flower bed.
There is a woman. 
She is wearing
A brown shirt. 
She is
Hailing
A vintage white truck. 
It is an American.
She asks
Why do you come to visit
Her?
She is asking 
Why did I make you angry? 
The next morning 
The car is rented and 
It pulls out of the parking lot
And I go to see 
What 
Is being done to her? 
She has
A black eye. 
She has
A pink cheekbone. 
The car is parked and 
It is parked in the driveway
And the two of them are hugging 
One another. 
She asks me why I think this is 
The day 
Is the day you gave up on me 
It's the day a whole new

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It took three more years,
to finally bring my husband home.
From that last day
he began my life. He wore a dress, so he could wear her,
it became her first love.
A girl could look for the sand, the sand
would pick it up. Even as she lay there

dishes
on the beach where you and I met
our first.


I am grateful
to be with him, as much as
he was with me. The beach has been
a place of my childhood,

and the ocean
is where we have used to gather, to swim.

The beach had been my second love,
but that was only one.
I never met anyone who
was a different kind of friend. The one
I loved the most
was a woman
who wore a dress.

I used to hear her say,

"She's a lovely girl and I

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 
When the sun strikes the beach
the raindrops will fall
they will fall
but it will never rain

But you will love me when the sun strikes
if we're living in a beautiful sea of flowers
you will love me when the sun strikes
if we're living in a beautiful sea of flowers<|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|><|endoftext|>

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 

Summary: The Beach Plum. Body: 
In your garden, in a little speck, the leaves sing a melody that is a delight but you know they do not rhyme
Your sweet face is a sign but you know they do not rhyme
What you’re thinking, what you do not know
In the garden, if you can feel it right you know its a wonderful sight
You’re asking for help, you've been trying for years
The beach Plum, how far will you go?

The flowers are gone, my little beach Plum
In the garden, my little beach Plum my little beach Plum my little beach plum my little beach Plum my little beach

How far is it? I have tried to think, how long is it?

How far was it? When I saw you smile the way your lips did
And I knew that it’s a special way to say thank you