The wind blows and the oceans wane in the nights sky. Birds huddle in their nests, waiting for the sun to rise, eagerly yearning for its rays to cascade from the heavens and bring forth new life once again.
Walking the shore hand in hand, I stare up to the cosmos and breath a prayer through my tired lips. Only the most high could see through our union to the end. I turn my head away from you, burning with embarrassment. My heart feels heavy, my chest rises up and down quickly as my blood rushes to my epidermis.

With worried eyes you turn to me and stop our path, I can no longer hide my face from the truth. The sound of the waves and your cool hands on my burning flesh engulf me in a blanket of safety.

No words were spoken between us two, only a pure understanding of the feelings we've developed over this short time. As the seasons change and the earth rotates around us I pull you close to me needing deeper contact with you.

Your heart races underneath my eardrums creating an unsteady cadence that I'm beginning to memorize. A firm hand rubs my back softly reassuring my heart.

The moon couldn't have glowed any brighter in this dead of night. I pull my head away from your chest and stare up at you, seeing my tears you wipe them away gently. Not bothered with my display of weakness your soft lips meet my salty lips.

Taking this time to collect my bearings I reach up to wrap my shaky hands around your neck to steady myself. I feel my curls being pulled causing my mouth to submit further into your dominance. Every breath that's stolen from my withered soul is replaced with a breath of rejuvenescence.

Lapping waves surround our feet and sink us further into the sand. Is this how eve felt when Adam first embraced her? Each second becomes dulcifying intoxicating than the last.

In a gasp of air you pick me up with my legs around your slender waist, shocked from the sudden movements I
Pull myself back. Your eyes show your disapproval of my bold motion and I'm quickly met with the sand on my back and you on top of me. Your fiery eyes meet my own Bambi ones.

This is going to be a long night....

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