Blouburg Beach

Blouburg Beach

One day as I was walking along Blouburg Beach,
I saw a beautiful young lady she was a peach.
Sat there with her lover hand in hand,
Just playing around in the sand.

There she was with her long blonde hair,
Laughing, smiling, having fun without a care.
Could she be a star fallen from above,
Full of grace and radiance full of love.

This heavenly angel where is she from,
I long, I lust but must just look on.
She has no eyes for me only for her guy,
If she listened closely she'd hear me sigh.

Her love to have her love I need,
Should I speak my love to plead.
Would she want me would she care,
This beautiful woman with blonde hair.

The next day I look for her again,
But it seems my search is in vain.
My angel has gone what did I do,
Never a chance to say I love you.

For days and weeks I do search,
Even said a prayer at the church.
Is she gone forever out of reach,
That beautiful blonde on Blouburg Beach.