DOUBLE DARE
It’s a double dare, distance and your eyes
It’s a double sight, what happened and what will be
It’s a double dream, remembering you and hope
It’s the pleasure of the sea caught in your eyes
Standing there and watching you walk
Palm trees bowing as you went by
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