MissyMaroon

I'm lost in the rhythm of the sea; slow, rolling waves sloshing toward land, kissing the shore and my feet; retreating back only to return again, so cold and familiar. Your heartbeat resounds throughout me--a warmth passing over me against the chill of the salty breeze. The waves draw back and I'm almost pulled into it--the ocean's darkness--but I stand firm and unmoved, anchored to you. I'm lost in your arms--my body meshing with yours--as ...