Everything reminds me of that kiss…..
As you touched my hair and gently pulled your fingers through my long strands, I could see the kites streaming above.
As you traced your fingertips along my ear and down the sides of my neck, I could hear the waves crashing against one another, yet harmoniously.
Then, with my eyes closed, I could feel your breath on my face. It was so warm. At that moment, the sun was glistening down form the clear sky, tanning my skin.
And when your lips met mine, all I remember was the sand, grabbing the sand with my hands. Granules were pouring through each space in between my fingers.
The intensity of the kiss, the whitening of the knuckles clenching, the echoing of the water…..the kiss on the beach.
