A margarita is a beach day in disguise,
a salted kiss that makes the whole world grin,
it turns the ordinary into skies
where summer waits with laughter tucked within.
It tastes like limes that learned to sing in sun,
like porchlight glow on ocean-colored nights,
like “stay a while” when everyone’s begun
to loosen up and tell their truest rights.
The salt reminds you: life is meant to bite,
the sweet insists: you’re still allowed to glow,
and somewhere in that green-and-gold delight
your heavy thoughts get gently told to go.
So raise your glass and let the tide agree…
the Shore was made for joy, and so were we. 🍹🌊✨