The vanity lights above
	the bathroom sink

Cast a shadow of his hair
	while he brushes his teeth; 

He sees dunegrass waving
	on Asilomar's sandy hills,

Framed by a gray-white sky
	and shoreline fog;

His mouth foam is whitecaps 
	breaking beyond the dunes,

And the peppermint flavor
	is the balm on her lips

Joining hers to his
	in love's timeless lock,

As they embrace in the face
	of a cool and salty breeze,

The ecstatic passion of youth, 
	youth of years upon years.