Sanibel Island Girl

Words by Bryon Bowers

For 2 weeks and 2 summers I snuck away with you You were all tan legs… Prickly Braces… and Long Auburn hair… Always up in a bow… you had a boyfriend back home… But on the island you did roam… Far away from the dull routine of home… Our Family vacations synchronized I couldn't wait to see your Hazel eyes We found what we thought was a human wrist Turned out to be Ham with a bloody twist We played Marco Polo You were fast But I was faster We kissed on the beach every night… Early in the pool Your body on mine Watching the sunrise.. you Left a day before me I wrote you a letter and mailed it that day With my poem of fish decay… [Chorus] For 2 weeks and 2 summers The world was just you and me… One last letter written One last letter red One last memory of you Bouncing in my head… You wrote me a letter back Said you had a new boyfriend But you loved me too No pang of jealousy in me I was just happy to get your words Delivered on paper Surfing on top of pale blue lines Blocking meandering words I told you of my camp adventures not all details included We kept writing Back and forth Until we met again Next summer [Chorus] For 2 weeks and 2 summers The world was just you and me… One last letter written One last letter red One last memory of you Bouncing in my head… We met with intent 2 adventurers on Safari Each other the wild game I was hunting you You were hunting me too 1 year older now… And little wiser too I had a bracelet wrapped and ready for you A cheap trinket from the gift shop fake gold probably painted on We walked on the beach Sand in our toes The sun winking out… Our time was fleeting every moment stretched out Our last kiss and Our last goodbye I promised to write you… [Chorus] For 2 weeks and 2 summers The world was just you and me… One last letter written One last letter red One last memory of you Bouncing in my head… We wrote each other often… Then less frequently… Until finally no letters passed between us… I don't remember who wrote the last Our love was now in the past No more Sanibel Island Summers No more kissing you in the sand… I visited the island years later, and I remembered you As I read by the pool wondered if you ever thought of me like I was now thinking of you… [Chorus] For 2 weeks and 2 summers The world was just you and me… One last letter written One last letter red One last memory of you Bouncing in my head…

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